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Jun 2020
I don’t belong in this world think I’m meant for the next, only thing that make me happy is sleep and ***, oh and my girl everything else I regret. I should just die and move on, just one shot and I’m gone, no one will know, heaven or hell where will I go, I guess only the future can show.
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Terich
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