I Need Help
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"Hi. Im Asher and i need help."
There... The first step i needed to take in order to get my life back. To admit that i need help. But whos gonna wanna help the insane girl? The girl who got drunk and did some stupid things.
But little did i know.. That everyone in that stupid circle of chairs that i didn't want to be in wanted to help.
Even the boy sitting right across from me. Staring off into space helped me. Maybe in a few ways more than one.
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"ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ⵊ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ." ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ɴɪɴᴀ sɪᴍᴏɴᴇ x ʟɪʟ ᴛᴏɴʏ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ. ʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉ ⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵘᵇˡⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵖʸⁿᵏᵈⁱᵃʳⁱᵉˢ ☜︎ . 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦 ⌨︎︎ : 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖳𝖠𝖨𝖭𝖲 𝖠𝖫𝖮𝖳 𝖮𝖥 𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖸！
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