I was only 22 years old.
I loved Valve so much.
I had most of the games.
I prayed to GabeN every night before bed thanking him for the library I've been given.
"Valve is love," I said, "Valve is life."
My peasant roomate hears me and calls me a PC elitist mustard race.
I know he's just jealous of my devotion to GabeN.
I call him a filthy console peasant.
He slaps me and sends me to sleep.
I'm crying now and my face hurts.
I'm laying in my bed and it's really cold.
I feel a warmth moving towards me.
I look up.
It's GabeN!
I'm so happy.
GabeN whispers into my ear, "Summer is coming..."
GabeN grabs me with his powerful Steam Sale hand and puts me on my hands and knees.
I'm ready.
I open my pockets for GabeN.
GabeN puts his hands deep into my pocket.
It costs so much, but I do it for HL3 funding.
I can feel my wallet emptying as my eyes start to water.
I want to please GabeN.
GabeN lets out a mighty roar as he fills my library with games.
Before ascending through the window GabeN whispers into my ear:

Valve is love...
Valve is life...


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