I'm Sorry- A Slipknot Story
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Everything in my life goes wrong. Everything. But, when I'm with my friends, I feel happy. They don't care if I mess up, they'll support me either way. I try to keep a happy face for them, but most of the time, when they're not by me, my face falls and my mind goes dark. I've never told anyone about my thoughts except Shawn, and he's kept it secret ever since. Even then, I haven't told him about my thoughts. Dark thoughts.
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This story contains suicidal thoughts and actions, and abuse. Read with caution.
Oh, in this story, Slipknot is your friend, not your lover.
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