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Mar 2017
What does it matter that I'm good . I'll never be alright with who I am, what I want is only a dream. And the ones that I love are as real as life will ever be.
No matter what we do are we still good people under all the trash and mistakes?
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
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