michi: my mom is dead.
michi: i'm at the hospital for her
michi: she drowned in the bathtub
michi: heroin needle in her hand
michi: i blame myself.
dead boy: michi....
dead boy: i'm so sorry, i–
dead boy: damn.
dead boy: please don't blame yourself, though.
dead boy: it wasn't your fault
michi: that's what ive been trying to tell myself but
michi: i should've been there for her.
dead boy: but sometimes things happen that we aren't in control of.
dead boy: so that's still not a reason to blame yourself, you didn't know.
dead boy: if i could hold you rn and tell you it's gonna be okay, i would
dead boy: but this is where what i have to tell you is unfortunately gonna have to be done here over text
dead boy: i know you're feeling all kinds of pain right now
dead boy: and i am so fucking sorry for this
dead boy: but michi
dead boy: i DO love you, i really do. the things i feel for you are things i've never felt for anyone.
dead boy: but there's something eating me alive that i have to tell you
dead boy: but before i get to that part
dead boy: let's breakup.
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