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Bir çeviri sorunu bildirin
You load into the game, activate your cheats, and for a moment, you feel powerful. But deep down, you know the truth. 🎯❌ You’re not winning – you’re hiding. Hiding from real competition, hiding from the fact that without cheats, you’re just another nobody. 🤡
Every headshot you land, every match you „win” is a reminder that you could never do it on your own. 💻 You aren’t feared. You aren’t respected. You’re pitied. And when the ban finally hits – because it always does 🚨 – no one will care.
Because in the end, you never mattered in the first place. 🫥