Twenty Seven

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All 59 (technically 60) texts done. Happy holidays!!

Phil: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Phil: I can't remember how I got here

Phil: being here makes things a hell lot worse, but it's... my only...

Phil: idk

Phil: why did I yell at you?

Phil: it's so fucking stupid. Fuck

Phil: I messed up.

Phil: my brother is trying to tell to get drunk and forget about it, but I don't want to

Phil: that doesn't sound fun

Phil: Dan I hope you're okay, and Ihope we can work things out

Phil: *I hope

Phil: I can't tell you how much fun I've had

Phil: there are so many flowers on her grave

Phil: that makes me happy, I hope she is too

Phil: she talked about you... a lot actually

Phil: she planned on hating you originally

Phil: told me she wanted you dead because she wanted to date who she wanted

Phil: she told me we looked similar.

Phil: I rolled my eyes

Phil: and then we ate

Phil: kinda weird we never met each other after the year you guys dated

Phil: kinda glad though, I don't think I would've liked you if I met you through her

Phil: I was very protective

Phil: this is stupid

Phil: the whole fight is stupid

Phil: talk to me

Phil: I don't want to lose you over this, especially not like this

Phil:I've been counting

Phil: you know since... yeah

Phil: the hours

Phil: the minutes

Phil: the seconds

Phil: still counting

Phil: I would tell you but

Phil: if I'm being perfectly honest

Phil: I don't think you care

Phil: maybe you have too

Phil: I don't know

Phil: be safe

Phil: please

Phil: my brother is talking

Phil: he's offering to go somewhere

Phil: I responded 'Not a bar.' He didn't reply

Phil: Why am I telling you this?

Phil: I think it's because I'm lonely

Phil: And I still think you'll listen

Phil: I don't think you are though

Phil: you haven't responded

Phil: are you just reading this?

Phil: have you blocked me?

Phil: my brother is dragging me out

Phil: brb

Phil: a bar I was right

Phil: I ordered a sweet tea

Phil: it's not very good,but.. idk. I'm gonna ask for more.

Phil: It didn't have alcohol

Phil: I can't see the scween I'm creying so much

Phil: plwase txt bwack

Phil: I'm creying I'm so sorry for everything

Phil:  I can't take this anymore

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Phil: I'm at your door

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