Am I Unloveable?
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"No one really knows what depression looks like, only the people with it do, if they have the want to talk about it."
Emery-Jane will never know how much Max is sorry, and she'll never read his message apologizing; it'll just turn green.
This story is loosely based on my current life situation, so I'm sorry if I don't have chapters out daily. I also want to say that I haven't gone into detailed editing, so I'm really sorry. This will also be a short read!!
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