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Dec 2020
Every day I feel like just same old story. Same routine same game. Nomatter how hard I end up trying ill never win. Why do tears thoughts race threw my mind. When I feel so mentally drained dead inside! Music is the only way for me to fall apart without anyone knowing the fear that lies ahead. Dreams hopes just become lies that never come true? Over and over I try not to let my feelings show. So many thoughts race threw my head i feel like this world and me have no place
Lifes pain
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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