Free my boy 😭😭😭

shat my pants thinkin bout u

a dog can shed hair

shed a brown tear down my leg

that made me shed a tear brother

dear yb,
can’t believe u got muted for a whole month on tf2 jailbreak…
the prison feels different now... its... like the walls started whispering about taxes and the floor is slightly judging everyone. even the pigeons look confused

who’s gonna scream “REPEAT!! REPEAT!! REPEAT!!” or "TAUNT ON THAT FOOL!!!!!!!" with zero plan? who’s gonna start a rebellion and immediately fumble it? the yard been real quiet… too quiet… like everyone waiting for a voice that legally cannot exist

i just know u still trying to talk. typing full speeches, hitting enter, and realizing ur basically a ghost. haunting the server. unheard. unseen. devastating.

stay strong in silent mode tho, month gonna pass and you’ll respawn as a sentient microwave whispering forbidden jailbreak lore to the walls

free my boy

~ ur loyal inmate