It is one of the most bizarre sensations, being one of the names scratched off. I used to come here every single day, no matter what time, and talk with people I knew... People I cared about. I'd laugh my ass off with friends from around the world. Australia, California, the U.K? It didn't matter, we just played games with each other. Then life started to get hectic, so many things coming at once that my safe haven, the one place I felt at home at, began to drift away. I can't pinpoint the exact date, but I just started to fade. Fade from my friends, fade from what I once considered a second family, and finally fade from the site all together. For a while after that I didn't give it much thought, there was so much going on that I never really had the chance to. But it always lurked at the back of my mind, what I lost. Despite not even logging on to the site I never could bring myself to delete the app. I guess I saw that as sealing the finality of my absence. Then a few months ago I was laying around my house when I glanced over the app, and decided to take a peak. I went right to TFL and was welcomed pretty wholeheartedly by some of my friends I lost contact with. The feeling is unparalleled, and really struck a chord with me. That after all that time people hadn't forgot about me. Even then, with all of that I couldn't stay long. Life picked up and once again my name was scratched off the list. Which brings me to the here and now. Once again missing the family of friends I once had I was drawn in by some guy named Lamp who commented on on of my long dead posts. With that notification all the memoirs I had made cam rushing back I was filled with regret anew. Yet, things had changed. The forums were filled with unfamiliar names and even after searching I barely saw a soul I knew. They were all gone... Entire Forums I once frequented have disappeared only to be replaced with new and unknown ones. Until I came across this post, and saw a name I knew. I saw the guy who helped found TFL and keep me on this site as long as I stayed. The user who helped set up the PS4/XB1 VoG Raid competition and I didn't feel so alone anymore. Then I read the post, and that hope dwindled away... Hearing of everyone slipping away, even from the man himself, was sobering. Leaving me in a state of curious melancholy wondering if anyone else I knew was still around. Which is where I am now. But despite all that, thank you. For the laughs... for the smiles... and the memories I hope to never forget.