When you realize you've gone too far

It started from a friend. "Come on man," he said. "Only one time couldn't hurt!" I nodded my head in agreement. Surely, this would be a one done deal. I'd try it for a bit, and then put it down. But then it started. http://i.imgur.com/v1JL8wr.png It started consuming me. All I could do was play this cancer. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was hurting me. I knew it was hurting my teammates. But his embrace was so warm. So peaceful. All I wanted to do was play more Yasuo. More Yasuo... Yasuo... http://i.imgur.com/LBrPSEO.png I haven't left my basement in two weeks. My parents have disowned me after I bought two Samurai Swords, covered my room with anime posters, and began to swear at them in Japanese. All my friends have disowned me. I've dropped 5 ranks from feeding every game I play. I lost 28 from all the toxicity. All I have left is my Yasuo. But that's all I need. I'll play my Yasuo. I'll keep playing Yasuo. All I need is Yasuo. All I love is Yasuo. Soon... Yes very soon... When all the planets align... I shall finally be reunited with my favorite League of Legends character. Oh yasuo, I'm coming for you!

BREAKING NEWS: LOCAL TEEN FOUND DEAD WITH SAMURAI SWORD IN STOMACH AFTER FORNICATING WITH A PICTURE OF A DIGITAL CHARACTER