That moment when

that moment when you log on to freerider HD and remember that it's not canvasrider anymore and it plays like aardvark s hit and has been modified to look like a baby version of what once was and the creativity has been stifled by old fuddy duddies who thought they could turn maxime's work into a cash cow and now the only people that care are weirdly old or weirdly young and you wish you had the time or motivation to finish old tracks or draw new ones but 95% of the community that you respected are gone so it doesn't even matter anyways and it's not 2010 anymore and you're old and bills are due and your car needs new headlights and you're scrambling to afford flight tickets because in three months you travel the world for four months but when you get back you wont have a place to live anymore so you have to start shopping for a new apartment NOW and your balls itch

 

relatable, I can defently connect with you on this. 100%. but seriously its kind of true

 

Where you going?

 

Freeriderhd more like payridercp

 

Right now the tentative lineup is Hong Kong, Shenzhen, Beijing, Shanghai, Tianjin, Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka, France, Italy, Spain, The Netherlands, UK, Switzerland, and Belgium. Really wanna squeeze in Scandinavia but it’s expensive

 

Makes my lineup look like ****
Prague, Rome, Ireland, New Zealand

 

Where in Ireland? Just Dublin, or any other counties?

 

Cork

 

tru

jealous of NZ though

 

Only going coz a customer showed me how cheap it can be.

 

That moment when you just realized your track is gonna get a ton of dislikes because it's so hard.

 

that moment when you pull the trigger and propel the bullet straight through your thick mongoloid skull

 

i hate when i do that

 

That moment when you find the last frosted mini wheats at the bottom of your bowl

 

That moment you have to go through 76 pages to comment ._.

 

That moment when the that moment when thread became too much

 

meet up with Stig

 

what is that about?

 

TMW all of us waste our lives on this game.