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your mother is the luckiest person alive to have you inside her for nine months

Ulfsaar is my son. I got him into the game Counter Strike: Global Offensive around July of the ol 2016. He started out rough, as most ten year olds do, but now that he is eleven, he seems to be quickly progressing in his funny little computer world with his friends. I understand that some may find it irritating that his skill level is higher than that of their own, and for that I truly apolpgize. Ulfsaar's mother left us March 12, 2009 and we both struggle with it every minunte of every day, but we have come to grow much closer over this wonderful game of Counter Strike: Global Offensive. We have bonded so well by uniting in our love for this wonderful game and hope that you will be able to enjoy it just as we do. If you come into contact with my son, please wish him a good game and ask if he is having fun.

It will mean the world to the both of us, as he struggles with manic depression, social anxiety, and testicular cancer, all three of which make it very hard for him to have the full ability to communicate fluently with those he is playing with. Again I say: I hope you have as much fun as the both of us do and I hope that you will treat my son with the same tender kindness that I would treat him with. I thank you for the time you put into reading this comment and I hope that you will have a great time playing with my son! If you have any questions about him or if he is cursing or acting up in any way, please contact me via Steam. We will have a very thourough conversation about the dangers of the internet and how adding to it can be incredibly harmful. Again, I would love it if you were to say hello to him in game and ask how his game and his day are going. Thank you for your time!