We come to this place for magic. We come to otf to love, to cry, to care. Because we need that. All of us. That indescribable feeling we get when we open chess.com. And we go somewhere we’ve never been before, not just entertained, but somehow reborn. Together. Dazzling comments on a huge screen. Comments I can hear, and somehow heartbreak feels good in a place like this. Basix’s stories are perfect, and insanely weird. Because here…. They are. Otf, we make chess.com better. I typed all of this lol
We come to this place for a hellhole. We come to otf to love, to cry, to care, to waste our lives. Because we don’t need that. All of us. That indescribable feeling we get when we open chess.com and go off to waste our lives. And we go somewhere we’ve never been before, not just entertained, but somehow reborn online so we can say the freakiest stuff ever. Together. Dazzling comments on a huge screen. Comments I can hear, and somehow heartbreak feels good in a place like this except for the fact that nobody really cares that much about others, Basix’s stories are perfect, and insanely weird and the older ones are FREAKY. Because here…. They are. Otf, we make chess.com worse.
Bump. This is the official motto of OTF We come to this place for a hellhole. We come to otf to love, to cry, to care, to waste our lives. Because we don’t need that. All of us. That indescribable feeling we get when we open chess.com and go off to waste our lives. And we go somewhere we’ve never been before, not just entertained, but somehow reborn online so we can say the freakiest stuff ever. Together. Dazzling comments on a huge screen. Comments I can hear, and somehow heartbreak feels good in a place like this except for the fact that nobody really cares that much about others, Basix’s stories are perfect, and insanely weird and the older ones are FREAKY. Because here…. They are. Otf, we make chess.com worse.