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Feb 2017
I'm insane  no your not I have no way to go. Every day I can't runn or haveroom to breath threw.


Every breath seems like knives cutting threw me.


I haven't been sleeping.

Just looking out my eyes make me want to scream till I pass out.


I'm out on the streets with insane ideas that may make people scream running for all intensity.
I am bipolar and I'm running lose on broken ability fills loops
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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