[This has seemed to confuse a number of people, and so I thought it'd be easier to just write this here instead of continuing to answer you all individually :). No, these pictures are not actual texts between me and real-life Dylan. I make them through a website. Though the basis and idea for this story are very much real, the actual texts and events that take place have been skewed a bit :) Hope that cleared it up some?]
From Dylan:
ANABELLE
From Dylan:
OH MY GOD
To Dylan:
WHAT
To Dylan:
ARE YOU OKAY
To Dylan:
WHAT’S WRONG?
From Dylan:
nothing sorry i didn’t mean to worry you
To Dylan:
what the HELL dylan
From Dylan:
i have something to tell you but i didn’t mean to scare you sorry i forgot
To Dylan:
it’s fine, what’s up?
From Dylan:
despite the fact that we have regularly been sharing beds since we were little, my mom now has the idea that we had sex last night. she tried to give me the talk. over breakfast. BREAKFAST.
From Dylan:
one minute i was enjoying my orange juice and the next i was hearing about how you should consider birth control just to be extra extra safe
To Dylan:
oh god
To Dylan:
please tell me you did a spit-take
From Dylan:
i did not
To Dylan:
lame
From Dylan:
yeah but you’re dating me so
From Dylan:
anyway i changed amber the butterfly’s name to yang. like how we were talking about the yin-yang thing? i thought it was more fitting. if i think of it as everything good then i will less likely kill it
To Dylan:
been tempted to?
From Dylan:
yeah. little bit. haven’t though and I’m trying not to. just trying not to get stressed out. trying to ignore my parents. it’s only working a little bit but that’s better than nothing
To Dylan:
i am so SO proud of you babe
From Dylan:
thank you baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabe
From Dylan:
darling
From Dylan:
light of my life
From Dylan:
what are some other terms of endearment?
To Dylan:
loser
From Dylan:
aren’t you a charmer
To Dylan:
100%
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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...
