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12/07/14

its been three days.

three whole fucking days. and i havent seen your face, heard your voice, or smell your scent.

your mum wants me to come over to help her clean out your room.

brendan, i cant do that.

i havent showered in three days.

i havent moved from my bed, sobbing. my mom is bringing my food to my bed. ive been skipping school.

brendan, i would do anything to get you back. anything.

please come back

love,

maddie -- who is debating on getting out of bed to go find her blades that you hid.

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