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Vanyok returned home. But he is still sad. He misses Rostov; it was quite a nice place, and he left with difficulty... Vanyok is also sad because his ideals have changed – this is quite unpleasant, as it changes him as well. Meanwhile, he often remembers the words of MC Avetis: "Rap is a drug that gives you a serious high." This is exactly what is happening to Vanyok now.
Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами: - Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым. Я в ответ молчал виновато - Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным? Им не понять меня, не поменять меня Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня В чем моя вина? Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно - Обида-паскуда Мама била посуду и тихо плакала Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила
It causes the body to stop producing "happiness hormones."
In a way, you are right...
Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами: - Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым. Я в ответ молчал виновато - Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным? Им не понять меня, не поменять меня Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня В чем моя вина? Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно - Обида-паскуда Мама била посуду и тихо плакала Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила
Werevolka
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just like any aspiring, yet unsuccessful, storyteller, Vanyok talks about himself in the third person.
Саня Изи
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Someone here is a bit too happy. They probably haven't had their ass kicked in a while.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения! И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
Небо
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Rap is a drug.
This crap made Guф die.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
The crazy day is over, HOORAY! In the morning, I met a girl at the train station who came from the seaside, in the evening, I met my mom, and in between, I worked – it was intense, to say the least. But it's all over now! HOORAY!
Today, I went to a medical facility with a classmate to donate blood (we need to collect a ton of documents for the military department). We went into the office, my classmate sat down first, and the doctor silently took blood from his vein. But when I sat down, he started talking... -Are you special? *pokerface* I stayed silent and didn't answer. He looked at my arm, tightened the tourniquet, and said: -Look how many girls he's been with! And many times with each! Once, twice, three times...*Lol, what? х)))* He counted to ten (I still don't understand what he was counting), and then, while making upward and downward fist movements, he said to my friend: -And you, are you doing it all yourself? Look, you even have calluses on your hands! *facepalm х)))* We laughed for a long time after we left. That doctor is quite the character, he really cheered us up. And it would have been even funnier if it hadn't been a dermatology and venereology clinic...
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт