From Dylan:
i’m sorry.
To Dylan:
for ignoring me? you should be.
From Dylan:
not for that
To Dylan:
oh? for what then? (you still should be sorry for that btw?)
Read 9:19 am
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To Dylan:
oh my god i’m going to kill you (whenever i get to see you again??? hint hint. we need to meet up, this is why i hate summer)
From Dylan:
i don’t want to talk about it.
To Dylan:
hey. you can tell me anything. i’m your best friend.
Read 9:22 am
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10:03 am
To Dylan:
or i used to be.
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To Dylan
Short StoryTo Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [D...
