Second of three updates for the day to make up for the fact that I won't have service for the next few days :)
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"You're getting worse. You're getting worse. I can't- you- the doctor said you're getting weak again. You're getting worse.
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WAKE UP, DAMN IT. WAKE UP YOU SELFISH PRICK, HOW THE HELL CAN YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THIS? HOW- How? Ethan, please.
Please."
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breathe me (e.dolan)
Fanfictionin which a sad girl leaves voicemails for a dying boy hoping that one day, maybe, he'll pick up the phone. completed august 23, 2017 voicemail format, lowercase intended
