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Post #608
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ну я че-то делаю
короче че-то будет
короче че-то будет
Post #602
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Forwarded from ERMISH
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That evening, in one of the city’s few underground alternative clubs, the bass of the party that was just getting started was pounding. Yan had come there hoping to let loose and have a great time that night. He came alone, knowing that before long he would get drunk and make some new acquaintances.
One shot, a second shot, a third… He had no idea how much he had drunk, but just an hour later, he found himself on the dance floor. It was crowded, suffocatingly hot, and he could barely see anything. Yan seemed to have fallen to the floor, and through the sticky haze of intoxication, he could feel equally drunk people beginning to step on his body. He was literally unable to move, yet he felt not the slightest bit of anxiety.
That night, he was crushed to death on the dance floor.
And you never know in advance how your completely ordinary day might end.
Yan’s ghost will forever remain in the appearance he had when his soul left this world.
Perhaps that is why we should cherish every day as if it were our last, love and accept ourselves, because the future is unpredictable.
Yan’s ghost will forever remain in the outfit consisting of:
• DEADLANDS PINK REGULAR ZIP-HOODIE
• ZOMBIFIED WHITE TANK TOP
• FLARED E-PLACE TROUSERS
❤️
That evening, in one of the city’s few underground alternative clubs, the bass of the party that was just getting started was pounding. Yan had come there hoping to let loose and have a great time that night. He came alone, knowing that before long he would get drunk and make some new acquaintances.
One shot, a second shot, a third… He had no idea how much he had drunk, but just an hour later, he found himself on the dance floor. It was crowded, suffocatingly hot, and he could barely see anything. Yan seemed to have fallen to the floor, and through the sticky haze of intoxication, he could feel equally drunk people beginning to step on his body. He was literally unable to move, yet he felt not the slightest bit of anxiety.
That night, he was crushed to death on the dance floor.
And you never know in advance how your completely ordinary day might end.
Yan’s ghost will forever remain in the appearance he had when his soul left this world.
Perhaps that is why we should cherish every day as if it were our last, love and accept ourselves, because the future is unpredictable.
Yan’s ghost will forever remain in the outfit consisting of:
• DEADLANDS PINK REGULAR ZIP-HOODIE
• ZOMBIFIED WHITE TANK TOP
• FLARED E-PLACE TROUSERS
❤️
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не скоро
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готовимся
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на своем стою двигаюсь как эскалатор
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покидайте видосики что ли
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