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«дорогой томас»

eshkimareshki :

Dear Thomas... this is the first letter I can remember writing. Obviously I don't know if I wrote any before the maze, but even if it's not my first it's likely to be my last. I want you to know that I'm not scared, well not of dy!ng... anyway, it's more forgetting, it's loosing myself to this virus, that's what scares me. So every night I've been saying their names out loud... Alby, Winston, Chuck... and I just repeat them over and over like a prayer and it... it all comes flooding back. Just the little things, where the sun used to hit the glade at the perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. And I remember the taste of Frypan's stew... I never thought I'd miss that stuff so much. And I remember you. I remember the first time you came up in the box. Just a scared little greenie, who couldn't even remember his own name... but from that moment you ran into the maze I knew I would follow you anywhere... and I have... we all have. If I could do it all over again I would and I wouldn't change a thing, and my hope for you, is when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same. Futures in your hands now Tommy, and I know you'll find a way to do what's right, you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself, you deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye Mate, Newt

Сонька :

Dear Thomas

rue :

ну опять....

idemblizhe :

дааа💔💔💔

jdjsjdjekske :

ну все я опять плачу

saodette :

Fakujer_21 :

❤️❤️оцените мое пж пж

y. :

ну за что

miqwx_🦢 :

я не выношу слышать это письмо и само понимание, что ньют умер вы что наделали

~diks018💤 :

Dear Thomas... this is the first letter I can remember writing. Obviously I don't know if I wrote any before the maze, but even if it's not my first it's likely to be my last. I want you to know that I'm not scared, well not of dy!ng... anyway, it's more forgetting, it's loosing myself to this virus, that's what scares me. So every night I've been saying their names out loud... Alby, Winston, Chuck... and I just repeat them over and over like a prayer and it... it all comes flooding back. Just the little things, where the sun used to hit the glade at the perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. And I remember the taste of Frypan's stew... I never thought I'd miss that stuff so much. And I remember you. I remember the first time you came up in the box. Just a scared little greenie, who couldn't even remember his own name... but from that moment you ran into the maze I knew I would follow you anywhere... and I have... we all have. If I could do it all over again I would and I wouldn't change a thing, and my hope for you, is when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same. Futures in your hands now Tommy, and I know you'll find a way to do what's right, you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself, you deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye Mate, Newt

𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 :

꧁ 𝓝𝓔𝓦𝓣𝓜𝓐𝓢 ꧂ :

꧁ 𝓝𝓔𝓦𝓣𝓜𝓐𝓢 ꧂ :

𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒙 :

alibiikyzzy :

alibiikyzzy :

𝓚𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 ☕ :

engeeene :

НЕЕЕТ😭😭😭💔💔💔 Я СОБИРАЛАСЬ ВПЕРВЫЕ ПРОСМОТРЕТЬ ЭТОТ ФИЛЬМ СЕГОДНЯ ВЕЧЕРОМ,ВЕДЬ У МЕНЯ ВСЕ РЕКОМЕНДАЦИИ В НЁМ Я ЗНАЛА ЧТО НЬЮТ УМРЁТ,ЗНАЛА О ПИСЬМЕ,НО УСЛЫШАВ ЕГО СТАЛО ЕЩЁ ХУЖЕ...ПОЧЕМУ😫💔

:𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜|𝚔𝚒𝚔𝚜:♡︎A7❤️ :

alibiikyzzy :

꧁ 𝓝𝓔𝓦𝓣𝓜𝓐𝓢 ꧂ :

@eshkimareshki: Dear Thomas... this is the first letter I can remember writing. Obviously I don't know if I wrote any before the maze, but even if it's not my first it's likely to be my last. I want you to know that I'm not scared, well not of dy!ng... anyway, it's more forgetting, it's loosing myself to this virus, that's what scares me. So every night I've been saying their names out loud... Alby, Winston, Chuck... and I just repeat them over and over like a prayer and it... it all comes flooding back. Just the little things, where the sun used to hit the glade at the perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls. And I remember the taste of Frypan's stew... I never thought I'd miss that stuff so much. And I remember you. I remember the first time you came up in the box. Just a scared little greenie, who couldn't even remember his own name... but from that moment you ran into the maze I knew I would follow you anywhere... and I have... we all have. If I could do it all over again I would and I wouldn't change a thing, and my hope for you, is when you're looking back years from now, you'll be able to say the same. Futures in your hands now Tommy, and I know you'll find a way to do what's right, you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself, you deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye Mate, Newt