From Dylan:
where arrrrrrrrrrrrrrre you
From Dylan:
i look like a loner
From Dylan:
beeeeeeellllllleeeeeeeeeeeee
To Dylan:
almost there okay! theodore has decided that he doesn’t want to walk any farther so i’m taking a break because my arms are tired
From Dylan:
what, are you carrying him?
To Dylan:
mbaey
From Dylan:
oh my god you’re such a dork
From Dylan:
he’s a giant poodle you must look ridiculous
To Dylan:
shtupu
To Dylan:
b tere soon
From Dylan:
you’re making me smile
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3:22 pm
From Dylan:
oh my god
From Dylan:
i see you
From Dylan:
you look like you’re carrying a cotton ball what a loser
To Dylan:
glad you find my suffering amusing, put up your phone and come talk to me face to face, i’ve missed you
From Dylan:
:) :) same here :) :)
To Dylan:
dork
From Dylan:
loser
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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...
