John sat down beside the old horsetrack. The sound of clacking hooves had dissapeared months ago, along with the voices of people. He watched the clouds passing by at unnatural speed, churning and changing colors. Whatever it was that had brought this mysterious and sudden plight upon humanity, had a cruel ironic beauty in it. Maybe today his batch would finally show the promised effect. He stared at the jar. This must be it. The final remedy promised in the scrolls and books he had studied for so long. The sweet tea to heal them all and end this beautiful madness. He filled a cup … and drank it.

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My fav Nirvana Song. I love the Singer, Dave Grohl 😍😍😍

Why’d you wanna change that, it’s perfect

Ok So imma just sayit, this pic is AI made right? It’s a nice post tho and I like it. :)

I heard that Marx was, ironically, rather financially irresponsible and often had money troubles. Once he had money he spent it all on parties and nice food and such.

Love the template! Parcs and rec is life

Que linda idéa. Siempre estoy feliz cuando tengo la opportunidad de practicar los dos con alguien! ☺️