Upset Jacksepticeye X Depressed Reader
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Last published Thu, Aug 15, 2019
~ trigger warning~ Read at own risk also not a good writer so its crappy~
You have lived with you Mom, Dad and your brother, Mark.
You would've killed yourself if it wasn't for your brother, Those thoughts left your mind until you brother moved to L.A to start his career you begged him to stay but he couldn't he had to go.
~TIME SKIP~
A year has past and your father has passed away from cancer.
You weren't sad or happy you felt nothing no emotion and your mom didn't make any easier for you either.
You felt like you didn't belong in this world. your wardrobe was all sweaters for obvious reasons, no one can know what you do to yourself.
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