Potatoes.

In high school back in 2005 I had a lot of shirts that said things like 'I'm not as drunk as you think I am' and 'even if the voices aren't real they have some pretty good ideas'. I also wore elbow-high fingerless gloves, suspenders hanging off my belt, the most beat up converses, and tons of plastic bracelets.

Edit, I also remember someone from the school yearbook was tasked at randomly interviewing people for a style section, for some reason they thought I'd be a good choice. I told them I loved Hot Topic.

http://i.imgur.com/xIhmOGF.jpg

Not going to therapy earlier than I did, could have averted a lot of problems in the past few years.

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( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and :^) make me fly into a rage faster than anything else.

I do the with pretty much every class I play during the start of the round. Surprised my mouse wheel is still in pretty good condition.

If I'm 1v1 another scout I notice my body is thrashing around trying to dodge and aim IRL. I started placing glasses of water further away from my mousepad.

You guys work so long and so hard to bring events like this to us. You guys deserve more than I can put into words honestly. Similar to what Omni said, it's amazing to watch the behind the scenes and see people work so damn hard...

I've told my friends that have kind of scoffed at TF2 before, that we have this great community because we have to fight and build it together ourselves. I think if anything the friendships and camaraderie is the greatest reward.

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Y U I

ARX AND BETA <3

Woof woof!

I wish there were some way to help him financially, he's put in so much money just to have to head back home. :(

Everything else is awaiting their reveal, but I can give you a taste of the ones I designed. As always, Scurvy + Uber did all the heavy lifting.

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Cp7BaukVYAEcoBF.jpg

I can't decide what to do with my mental health problems from here on out. I've stopped taking my medications to see if I can manage without them, and I don't know if it's getting better or worse. Some days I have a constant headache, other days I might have a full panic attack, some days I'll feel find, the next I may want to kill myself.

Earlier this year I almost had the chance to work at a dream studio, except that I did not make the final cuts. I know that I shouldn't blame myself, but part of me can't stop beating myself up and smashing every bit of enjoyment of out drawing. Now every job I've applied to since then I'm either underqualified or overqualified, and it just makes me mad. I find it hard to try and instill confidence in myself, every time I look in the mirror I just see a fat ugly loser who can't achieve anything.