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Dec 2014
Why
Why do people play games with my mind, why do people say that they were trying to help when they aren't, why am I still trying? These are just some questions that run through my head and I can't seem to find an answer. I run in circles mentally like a nascar driver on the track and I'm already dizzy and board and just want if this track to go drive in the street.
Kirito aka austin Brinson
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Kirito aka austin Brinson  Ohio
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