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Recently found out that Deadly2814, Devid has passed away. He was revered by many as the best PvMer of his time but to me, he was the most kind hearted friend. I spent some of my cherished memories in life alongside him and others from PvMA community that I...

31,754 просмотров • 3 лет назад •via X (Twitter)

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Jules - JMJ3 лет назад

Not been on twitter but yeah found out about Devid few weeks back. Heartbreaking, such a legend, stupidly selfless and always out to make everyone have a great time. Forever in our hearts.

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Ryan3 лет назад

One of the nicest guys I've ever met, sorry for your loss Omid. 😢 Rest in peace Devid🤍

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Dardan3 лет назад

Holy shit no way man :(

Фото профиля boo_ya
boo_ya3 лет назад

Unbelievably good guy, was always a joy to be around. Never complaining, no bad vibes from him what so ever. Simply just a guy who'll be missed by so many of us. Love you Devid

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Livey3 лет назад

@ThatNiceGuyBen What a great guy, I’ll miss him ❤️

Фото профиля Sully
Sully3 лет назад

Sorry for your loss ❤️

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Beau3 лет назад

Sorry for your loss Omid ❤

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Joshh3 лет назад

No way man, he is 100% in the hall of famer in my eyes RIP Devid, will be sorely missed

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Briflex3 лет назад

sorry to hear

Фото профиля Zoonix
Zoonix3 лет назад

Rip Devid :(

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