I just wanted to post this to say that I am melo-dramatic and have a low self-esteem apart from games and so I want to divulge into a massive rant and criticism of a game that is failed at one moment today to buff my self-esteem. So I will address the issue by going on and on and on about how horrible it is and how bungie is secretly trolling me from behind a desk at the illuminati secret headquarters while I go on trying to like this game but refusing to play anything else and cry about xur not selling gjallarhorn while demanding he never sell it even though I don't want him to despite how much I would love it. The problem with this game is that I have spent every single second of every waking moment of my life since september burning myself out on this game instead of doing laundry and holding down a job and its bungies fault because they never pushed the gjallarhorn button when I did the nightfall. To make matters worse, my butt still hurts from when xur sold icebreaker. So my tears fill my thoughts and I have a wankity wank wankfest all the wankin day because all I do is wank on about a game like a bad ex girlfriend. When I get gjallarhorn I'm off the stuff for good, but until then I'll keep wanking around the forums and crying for xur to sell and never sell gjallarhorn so that this game will redeem itself even though it is without hope. Then I will finally reach the high point of my life and all my characters will magically be level 32 iron banner champions. Until bungie gives me what I want I will continue trolling this forum like it actually means something even though I know it doesn't. Then when xur does sell gjallarhorn I'll have an excuse to say "I'm done with this game," and then turn around and download the next DLC. So as I pour out, on and on, this melodramatic essay about how horrible this game is, I will continue returning to this game because I'm an indecisive middle school girl who likes attention and yelling at things I can't control for the express purpose of being melodramatic and stirring up as much drama as humanly possible because it's the only thing that gets me out of bed. So furthermore, if xur does sell gjallarhorn, I will hate him and buy it. If he doesn't sell it I will despise him and curse bungie. Then I will tell bungie about how I liked halo better even though the only halo game I ever bought was halo 4 and I sucked at it. When people point out the distinct difference between halo and destiny's RPG style, I'll just correct their grammar and call them a sheep and then binge on doritos while I cry about how I didn't buy gjallarhorn in the first month. So in essence, I'm saying that bungie has failed me but if they would just give me a gjallarhorn then I would forgive them, but only if xur doesn't sell it like I secretly want him to. But instead I will keep rambling on in my putrid melodrama because I lost my job over this game and I'm still trying to find something to pad my self-esteem somehow. Therefore .... ..... ...... ........ ...........