From Dylan:
day two and anabelle the butterfly is still alive
From Dylan:
can we name it something other than anabelle because it’s weird to talk to you and call it anabelle
From Dylan:
like ‘day two and anabelle is still alive’ well damn i sure hope so because i’m texting her right now
To Dylan:
you’re such an idiot
To Dylan:
i mean that in the nicest way possible
To Dylan:
yang to my yin remember?
To Dylan:
and i’m also very proud of you
From Dylan:
what about like sharon
From Dylan:
and thank you for being proud of me
To Dylan:
you want to name the butterfly sharon?
From Dylan:
is there something wrong with the name sharon, belle?
To Dylan:
of course not, i just don’t see it as a butterfly name
From Dylan:
i think you’re just jealous because i’m changing it from your name
To Dylan:
i’m not
From Dylan:
suuuure. but okay, i won’t name it sharon. how about amber
To Dylan:
i think i could live with amber
From Dylan:
okay cool. i’m putting it on my cast by the way so no going back
To Dylan:
what if i change my mind
Read 4:39 pm
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4:41 pm
From Dylan:
too late. so: day two and amber the butterfly is still alive
YOU ARE READING
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...
