so you use your entire paycheck for a piece of plastic that goes into another piece of plastic that is attached to a larger piece of plastic that shows some pixels on the screen. then you spend tens of hours on the couch moving your little fingers around a plastic device that moves the little pixels on the screen. maybe you get hungry so you order one of the unhealthiest foods on the planet, pizza. maybe you get a little thirsty but water is too boring so you drink mountain dew and risk yourself to diabetes or if you're old enough drink some beer and fuck up your liver, all while fucking up your eye sight from watching a plastic screen all day with lights. maybe you risk yourself to a blood clot, or if you're unhealthy already, definitely get yourself a blood clot and suddenly die from a pulmonary embolism. maybe you're that type of gamer who lives alone and has little to no friends. you get that blood clot and that pulmonary embolism. you die. no one knows or cares enough to stop by and make sure you're okay. maybe you're that type of gamer who lives alone and doesn't have too many friends, so he spends most of his time buying cool games to pass the time and mask his loneliness. so weeks go by and nobody has checked up on you. your body is decomposing on the couch. after a month or two your mother or father finally checks up on you only to find your body bloated and entire face unrecognizable.