Best friends- Jacksepticeye X depressed! reader {COMPLETE}

Best friends- Jacksepticeye X depressed! reader {COMPLETE}

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"I'm in love with my bestfriend." please i wrote this when i was 13 don't judge me too hard suicide hotline: 1-800-273-8255 lgbt suicide prevention: https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/help-yourself/lgbtq/ you're not alone. there's other lines of help. TRIGGER WARNING: This story consists of cutting and other versions of self harm so if you are triggered or can't handle that kind of stuff this story is not for you. DISCLAIMER: i do not encourage or condone self harm. it is merely a story.
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Best friends are hard to come by, and it's even harder not to fall for them. Jake and I are pushing six years in our friendship, and my love for him is undeniable now. It's ironic because he was in love with me, or claimed to be, but I didn't feel the same. And, of course, we did date. For like two months, but that ended and he move on to a girl who should have been my friend. I'm still in love with him though, even though it took me forever to uncloud my mind to realize it. It's much to late to fight for it now. It's gone, and so is who he used to be. I remember when those eyes landed on me that night. I can still see the moon reflecting in those enchanting orbs of hers. I remember how her smile seemed to be brighter than the fire. I also remember how I barely said a word to her the whole night. Kayden sat with her instead, and they laughed and flirted. They ended up dating for three months before she ended it, but that night. The night before she dated my cousin, before she planned for Boston, before I met Amy, and before everything fucked up. That night I swore one day I'd call her mine, and I would never, not ever, let her slip away. Now that, my dearest friends, is real irony.

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