September 8th, 2014 9:08 pm
him: okay, this silence is deafening, we need to talk.
me: no.
him: too bad, I'm at your doorstep.
9:13 pm
him: if you don't come and let me into this house I swear to god I'll just walk in
me: you wouldn't
him: oh, you underestimate me, sweetheart
me: that better be you I hear breaking and entering
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Oblivious Hearts
Short StoryI love you, and it's killing me. • Narrated solely through text messages, this story shows you the vulnerability of what love is all about. {lower-case intended}
