The Last Message Received

A Tumblr run by a 21-year-old containing submissions of the last messages people received from ex-friends or ex-significant others, as well as from deceased friends, significant others, and relatives.

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“goodnight, paw paw loves you.” the last words my grandfather ever said to me. he died the next day due to a heart attack. he was alone in a warehouse. i just wish i told him i loved him too.

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"I'm sorry I haven't answered there's a lot of stuff going on at my school. Message when you see this pls."

I met her on the internet. We were super close and talked whenever we could. I answered a day or two after I got it, the day after I replied I got a message saying that she had committed suicide. I never found out what happened, and I miss her so much.

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My friend died on Valentine's Day 2017, about a month shy of her 19th birthday. Our last conversation was about a video game. She'd had a long fight with cystic fibrosis and when I visited her near the end, she was so high on painkillers that she wasn't really aware I was there at all. She trusted me to deliver her final message to the rest of her friends and family, and I did the day after she died. I also passed on the news to the people who followed her DeviantArt page. 

There's a lot I never got to tell her, like coming out. I still think about her and miss her sometimes. Wherever she is, if there's any afterlife at all, I hope she's finally breathing easy. 

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"You have seven more minutes..."

Probably the last text an acquaintance of mine sent me on Instagram before contemplating suicide. Idk if he's still here but Bastian, I'm sorry i couldn't talk you out of it like a professional can, i miss you so much and i love you beyond compare, Goodbye my love.

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On and off for almost 3 years. I met her through my friend I invited her and her friends over to my house to just celebrate life drink and smoke. Fast forward to this year she cheats on me and lies about it. The guy she cheats on me with messages me on twitter and sends me screenshots of what she really thought of me.

It hurt so much bc she never told me anything

I forgave her, we continued in and out until one day she told me she woke up and realized we didn’t have much in common and that her feelings changed

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'im sorry, but i just dont care anymore'

my ex, after i sent a suicide note to him, before attempting.

he was very, very sweet when we dated, i dont regret dating him, i never will.. but i think what hurts the most is that.. at one point he wanted to marry me, and now.. we are strangers..

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Last text from my grandma

[04/10/19 8:10:14 PM] Vó: Ainda bem!( Conserta uma coisa e desconcerta outra não dá [04/10/19 8:10:30 PM] Vó: Agora tá bem? [04/10/19 8:13:33 PM] Gabriela: Agora sim Depois que arrumou ficou um tempinho doendo e ja passou [04/10/19 8:18:17 PM] Vó: Que bom!(( Dor na boca é muito ruim [04/10/19 8:18:31 PM] Gabriela: Simm [04/10/19 8:22:59 PM] Vó: Bj. Boa noite [04/10/19 8:26:43 PM] Gabriela: Boa noite The last conversation i had with my grandmother through texting. she was suffering from a cancer on her lungs and brain, but she was still worried about my stupid toothache. She thought that she was going to win this battle and was so confident at the beginning, She died a bit later. I miss her every single day.

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I was so focused on finding solutions, I didn't realize she was saying goodbye. 

We were 3AM, spill-your-dark-secrets friends since I was 12 years old. I wanted to call her to insist she give me her address so I could be there while she used, but knew she wouldn't give it to me.  

I loved her fiercely and would have done anything to change how she felt. She died that morning. I don't know if she ever got my last text.

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We were good friends in high school, and he moved to another state to work, but we kept in touch over snapchat. After two years, he moved back to our hometown for a job interview.

I always figured I could message him later, then eventually forgot to respond, as I didn’t really use Facebook. Four months after he sent this, he died in a hit and run.

I’ll always hate myself for not answering him. The two year anniversary of his death just passed by three weeks ago.

I’m sorry for not answering you. I miss you.

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Yeah. It is.

He was mad that I moved on - after he broke up with me - and blocked me on all social media. He can call me cruel, but he wasn't the one sobbing into the pillow every night for months.

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She went into surgery hours later.

Never woke up.

She had told me the same last words I told her 6 years ago when I survived a car accident. After her kidneys failed I told her the same often.

So ironic those were my last words to her.

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I blamed myself for all the problems of our dating, being that you were to blame all along. 

my ex sent me this message right after we ended a relationship of more than two years, the other day i found out that he was cheating on me for two years. it ravaged my heart, I loved him more than myself.

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“Oh :/“

we were friends for almost 5 years, it seems a short time, but the minutes with her sounded like years and like seconds at the same time. I was going through I hard time, struggling with depression and anxiety.

She was my first true friend.

She was my first love.

But she changed too much, and I don’t know who she became anymore. She made me feel so bad for months, blamed me, left me aside when I was really in need and losing my self. She found other people, better people, and every conversation was about was tiny were my problems and how lovely were her friends.

That it’s what she answered me when I told her that in two months I attempted suicide three times and was near to try again. I think I was too much of a burden, and I don’t blame her. The times we tried to talk again, was like we didn’t know each other.

We don’t talk anymore and I still miss her with all my heart. Even knowing that’s no way to miss something I never had before.

And after all, trying to forget her it’s like trying to forget how to breath.

She’s everywhere. I’m everything. And even now I don’t know where I am.

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I had a bad feeling because i knew he'd been depressed, so I messaged and called him repeatedly throughout the day. He never answered me again. He was dead 5 hours later of a fetanyl overdose.. Paramedics found him outside a dirty motel unresponsive. Apparently he'd been using various drugs with a couple he met that day, and that's all the police could tell us. I'll never know why things ended how they did.. Now our son is going to grow up without a dad. I miss him more than I can put into words... I'll love him until the day I die. RIP, baby.

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I have BPD. I struggle a lot with delusions and needing reassurance about people's feelings of me. She knows this. She should have known that I've been working on myself like she says I "so desperately" need to. She said I'm toxic and I always have been.

Friends who have known me longer than I've known her have said otherwise. They see the progress I've been making. They see me for who I am, and take me as I am and learn and grow with me.

As far as I'm concerned, this isn't much of a loss on my end. If she truly feels that way about me, then good riddance. If her opinion of me can be so easily swayed by someone who's just as unhinged as she says I am, someone who threatened my boyfriend with baseless claims, then I really wasn't her friend at all for those five years. And I will continue to grow without her, and I will flourish now that I don't have her weighing me down.

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last texts between me and my aunt (my dad’s brother’s ex-wife, more specifically). she was an incredible influence on me growing up. she taught me how to use makeup, took me to my first rock concert. she was extremely talkative, hilarious, and just great to be around. in her text, she actually sent me a picture of her surgeried boob, lmfao. this text is from 3 years ago. 2 years ago, i called her on her birthday and left her a voicemail. this year, i didn’t even send her a birthday card. didn’t even call her. i was “too busy,” i guess. she passed away this october from pancreatic cancer. she was sick almost all her life, but always bounced back. i took it for granted. i know she wouldn’t want me to live in regret, but i wish i had seen her at least one last time. at least she knew i loved her.