So I embark on a journey into the sea of poo that is this forum atm. The ****-hurricane is a category 5 blowing **** winds 300mph. Swell is 30ft high and I'm in a small boat. The name of my vessel, is the:

S.S. I have a good idea for "aimbot".

(trolling stops)

Only allow to enable "aimbot" in a certain game mode where the scrubs and n00bs can play, thus giving the newer players a chance to ease into the game without getting turned off too quick:

(trolling BACK ON LINE!!!!)

CCP is like a bad girt friend who you just keep coming back to. You see, the vets of this game are stupid in this sense. We keep playing. We keep coming back even after we've been cheated on, lied to, had dildos put in our butts against our will by surprise (well some of us like that, but i digress) Through all the bullshit, keep coming back. "and ever time i ask myself, how could i be so damn stupid as to keep coming back here."

I feel trapped. Like a bad dream you cant wake up from. Like the ones where someone is chasing you but you cant run fast enough to get away.

Someone please help me. I've been marooned an island in the see of poo, with no volleyball to keep me company...