"where are you? where the hell are you, huh?! you told me, you promised me you'd be here! you promised me you'd be here to take the blade from my fucking hands and now you're not and the cut is too fucking deep.
and im bleeding all over my phone because i just had to call you, and im crying harder than i ever have. and i have to keep talking because everything is too quiet and everything is getting darker and im scared i might never get to see you again, and i-"
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101 voicemails
Poetry"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.
