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quanto tempo mais eu vou passar nesse jogo??????????????? kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk 576/637 conquistas

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I have isolated myself from everyone I've ever known. It's just been me and my auto-clicker for months. Thankfully my alarms go off to remind me to eat, so that I may continue to hold some semblance of the life I used to have. Although I do sometimes wonder if the alarms are truly to remind me to eat, or if they are simply there to remind me that I am still alive. I am a slave to this game...but am I really a slave if I enjoy my so called "captivity"? It is more of a comfort than a confinement. Knowing the cookies will always be there is a constant that I hold dear. Afterall, we all need routines. The world outside is so unpredictable. People come and go. People change. Relationships fade and disappear. You see, I've not had many constants in life that I can rely on. My wife has passed on. My kids are gone. They've grown old and have lives of their own now. I am very proud, truly, but seeing time pass by will always be bittersweet. The years always seem to slip through your fingers no matter how tightly you try to hold on. "Was it all worth it at the end of the day?" I think to myself. I gaze at the platform that would hold my 100% achievement trophy....if only I had one.

Ja was soll ich sagen es nimmt mir jede Motivation irgendwas anderes zu machen es raubt einem jeden Lebenswillen und Geduld aber trotzdem spielt man weiter naja müsst ihr wissen

延々とクッキーをクリックしてクッキーを増やすゲーム。癖になる。