For thus i leave the world, the flesh, the devil

every weekend out i can feel the distinct hopelessness caused by their servitude to this god damn fucked up nation which they attempt to drown in long games of dota, expensive dinners, large doses of alcohol and night long dancing. continuing to live in the world, but trying to escape it at the same time.
the league's starting soon which means my saturdays will be gone, an excuse to come home n crash instead of being out till the wee hours of the morning. i pray i play well and don't break/tear anything.

Impute me righteous, thus purged of evil,
( God give me strength, passion, heart and courage )
For thus i leave the world, the flesh, the devil