It’s been almost a week since my birthday, and I’m still shocked. I honestly recovered for a long time after a day of celebration. It was wow 🤯
You know that I was collecting money for a holiday in a strip bar, and we went there, it was very uncomfortable at first, all friends found me chose a very beautiful stripper, she was very harmonious and sexy, I really impressed that she was doing in a private room with me 👀
After such an experience, I became much freer and we all began to have fun and feel free. My friends were constantly making fun of each other, constantly ordering dances to each other and drinking a little. The club closed at nine in the evening. And I didn’t know that my friends gave me another secret continuation party 🥹
We went to a friend’s apartment, where even more people were waiting for me whom I didn’t even expect to me et. There were cakes, and most importantly, my friend invited a tattoo artist, and my first tattoos were made to me. I chose two inscriptions that seemed to me symbolic and very harmonious. I don’t know, it’s probably my life divides, these are such simple «why not» and «another one» so that I don’t forget this beautiful day in such a difficult and terrible time. My 24 🥲
