I'm Not Ok (I Promise)
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*None of the artwork in mine!*
**Warning! This story contains serious concepts like, Depression, Self-Harm, abuse, and maybe more. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!*
***I want to thank my friend @DatNerdMan4531 for Helping me write this story*
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