today 3:56 pm
Hey buck, so I stopped sending messages and voicemails to your phone.
God, I'm gonna regret that.
I still pay your phone bill to just listen to your voicemail. Your voice.
I miss you so fucking much.
Yes, I somewhat swear now.
It's been almost two months since you died.
I'm slowly dying.
Starting from the inside of course.The pain is eating me alive buck, I don't know what to do anymore.
I want you here with me.
I love you James.
seenWait, who's this??
seenI know you're reading these messages.
Answer
sent 4:02 p.m.
YOU ARE READING
dms ▷ stucky
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