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My mother's friend's son.
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BL|| Winter walk.))★
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[💀] - tactile hunger.
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- took Ashka.🤦🏼♀️
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TGK - @limellg
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- Any question for a blow job, kitty!)
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BFriend // Drunk Kolya after the concert🍾
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Bullying
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¹⁹:¹⁷ - Kolya Kapsaiz × Mark Serkov. Are you probably for Mark?? (Again, lll, don't expect more from me) I really like this "artist and musician" theme, well... because I wouldn't mind listening to someone play guitar live next to me while I'm drawing something on paper, soaking up the melody and feeling my emotions while listening. (Happy October 21st, yay)
The paved road was strewn with leaves that hadn't yet completely turned yellow, and a few tall trees were visible through a small fence nearby. Streetlamps illuminated the area well, some casting a violet or pink glow, others had their curtains closed, and still others were laughing with their friends on the other side. Mark always felt like they were laughing at him, discussing him, not because he might have "caught the main character syndrome," but rather because of the frequent ridicule he received on social media or in public places for his clothing style or similar unfounded reasons. He loved his city for its many places, where it was truly beautiful. He loved coming to one such illuminated spot, where people usually walked in pairs, oblivious to him because they were preoccupied with each other, to sit and draw something in a notebook or sketchbook. During his school days, he loved to sit there on the bench and draw any patterns, and now, in his first year at the humanities university and having already graduated from art school, he loved to draw landscapes with people in them, dreaming of something of his own.
One day, a guy sat next to him—a bit of a jerk, Serkov thought at first. The dark-haired man played guitar, so Mark almost immediately dubbed him a "street musician." Then he took a liking to the music. He silently began coming there more often, continuing to draw, sometimes noticing he was drawing a stranger with a guitar. Later, he learned his name: Kolya. Even though there were hints that it was time to get acquainted, and as the friends heard Mark talk about Kolya more and more, with admiration in his voice, they silently continued their own work, each their own.
The drawing showed a familiar park in the evening, where a group of people stood, a few more, but the emphasis was more on one tree, which was covered with completely different colors with the arrival of autumn.
It was heard from the side of Serkov, from the lips of the guitarist.
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The guy is fairly tall, slim, and objectively handsome. He has medium-length black hair, with bangs that sometimes cover his eyes. His eyes are gray, almost white, with prominent cheekbones and thin lips.
She wears an oversized black T-shirt, black wide-leg jeans with a leather belt, and black sneakers. She wears several rings, black nail polish, and a red thread.
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My mother's friend's son.
11k
BL|| Winter walk.))★
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[💀] - tactile hunger.
34k
- took Ashka.🤦🏼♀️
39k
TGK - @limellg
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- Any question for a blow job, kitty!)
34k
BFriend // Drunk Kolya after the concert🍾
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Bullying
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{🖤}-gossip..
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