#savychase

[legrandarchive]

text // matt ✉ savannah

Matt: I figured out the hotel, but the guy at the desk won't tell me the room. Where are you?

Matt: Yes, that text was for you, yes I /am/ here, and no I'm not looking to fight.

[xandergtfo-blog]

[Text]: I got back from New York tonight. Picked up some of your favourites. Dinner and catching up soon?

TEXT: You were in New York? I didn't even know that. But yeah, that sounds good to me.

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: I'm sending this as one last goodbye, because after this I'm deleting your number from my phone. I want to be with Matthew, and I know the longer I keep myself around you, the larger chance I have of losing him. I thought you could be the one to fix me, but you can't and it's clear we're toxic for the other. So thank you for the memories Matthias, they were good while they lasted.

[text] Bye, Savannah. Don’t hurt him. He’s a good guy.

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: Fine, and you have. I'll be over in ten.

[text] Ok.

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: I said about me because I'm a fucking mess Matt, a huge fucking mess. I'm just scared, of so much more than you actually realise. I feel like if I let you in, you're just going to run away and think less of me. There's a reason as to I am the way I am, and I'm sorry I hurt you because of it. I just, I really /need/ someone right now, and you're the person I am choosing to go to. So can I please see you, because I'm on the edge of tears here.

[text] …Fine.[text] But, if I don’t like what you’re saying, I /will/ walk away. I think I’ve earned that right.

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: Why, because you're /that/ upset about what happened the other night Matt? Because that's exactly why I'm texting you. I need to talk to you, and it's not just about us. It's about me, and how I'm sorry and why this is all just one big mess. I've been trying to convince myself that I'm going to be better off with you hating me, but in all honesty I'm not.

[text] Why does /everything/ have to be about you? I don’t want to talk to you because, so far, every conversation I’ve had with you has ended up being a huge fucking waste of my time. If you should know anything about me, Savannah, it’s that I do /not/ like to have my time fucking wasted.[text] Oh, really? You’re sorry? Sorry like you were sorry the first time? Or /actually/ sorry?

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: I don't know why you bother trying to be rude about this, it's no use. I need to talk to you about the other night, so please can we meet up? And I'm not looking for another argument.

[text] /Trying/ to be rude? Maybe I just don’t want to fucking talk to you.[text] Fine, then you won’t get one because I’m not meeting up with you.

[legrandarchive]

[Text]: I need to talk to you and I'm not taking no for an answer.

[text] That’s too bad.[text] No.