3:25am
calum: please, don't hang out with ray at our spot. i know we're not on good terms right now, but please don't let him.
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calum: you could never talk too much. i love your mind luna.
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calum: one day, i will make it up to you.
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luna was my best friend. she knew every single thing and was there for me. why'd i just leave without a trace? i didn't want her to worry about me. i wanted her to do her best without me. i am such a piece of shit, but i know i can make it up to her. someday this week, i return to new york. i might just have to go to our spot and see her. i hope she doesn't yell at me. i really can't handle her yelling because of how she sweet she is. she only yelled when something really hurt her.
i decide to stop being so scared, and text her.
6:30am
calum: i'm sorry so so sorry. i read every single on your texts, but i didn't know what to say. i want to be best friends, but i know i fucked that up. please, i will explain every single thing when i come back from texas.
delivered
calum: i am very hurt about you being fucked up over me making out with that girl. she was just a one night thing. you don't have to worry about that or anymore tweets about those things. i love you luna.
delivered
