The questions in my head are endless. Every time I ask a question I can't find the answer, it drives me to madness. The voices inside me keep calling me pathetic. And I wake up in a place that looks like my home, but it's not my home. I know this. I'm sure of it.576Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl6yAnOO45S
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