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sixty seven ; texting

mabel: hey

mabel: i um

mabel: i hope you're doing okay. i know i havent replied to you in a while and im sorry. ive not been in a good place recently and i didnt mean to take it out on you that night. i did not mean to hit you and scream at you. im sorry for soaking your shirt with my tears. im sorry for making you skip a live show, it was selfish of me and i regret it so much. im sorry for everything and if you wsnt me to leave you, then it's okay. i get it. no one keeps me around forever. i love you though, and i know youre mad at me and im stupid and useless. i hope there aren't and bruises on your chest or ill feel so guilty.

mabel: i love you, dan
delivered, 04:53am