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text sent to: mads

maddie: you're fine, babe. remember, i dont hate you

dylan: okay i'm actually coming now if you still want me to

#;; maddie #;; text

text sent to: mads

maddie: i know....you say that a lot. but idk how believable it is after the millionth time

dylan: i get that.

dylan: i'm sorry.

#;; maddie #;; text #yeah he's gonna dedicate a whole bottle of vodka to this conversation over the weekend probably

text sent to: mads

maddie: no no no, don't apologize..i just don't see why you're fighting it. like, im sorry but i could never hate you. why else would i always try and fix everything if i did??

maddie: you don't hate me, do you?

dylan: maddie, i literally don't think i'm physically capable of hating you

dylan: god i know i really fucked everything up on multiple occasions but please don't think that it's because i don't care about you because that's honestly the exact opposite of what is happening here

#;; maddie #;; text #what a mess

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maddie: i invited you over tonight and you're going on and on about how i should hate you. instead of just coming over. you know you want to, so i don't see why you're complaining

dylan: fuck you're right

dylan: ok ok i'm coming sorry

#;; maddie #;; text

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maddie: k yeah. great. friends. im here for you too. i'll work on hating you fyi.

dylan: i didn't say i WANTED you to hate me

#;; maddie #;; text #these FOOLS

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maddie: as much as i tried, i never could

maddie: trust me, i know i dont. im a strong independent black woman who dont need no man

maddie: that's a lie, i need someone

dylan: you lowkey probably should

dylan: well, like. i know i'm an asshole, but i'm still here for you. like, all the time. whenever you do need someone. just fyi

#;; maddie #;; text

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maddie: i don't hate you! i could never ever hate you!!!

maddie: you just need your space, you always need your space and to be alone, so i learned how to give it to you

dylan: i'm really, really glad you don't hate me, maddie, but like. i'd get it if you did

dylan: just don't feel like you owe me shit, because you don't

#;; maddie #;; text

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maddie: they don't think i'll make it through the year so why trust me in this huge city living by myself? well- i bet they'd make edwin move in, but that'd be worse.

maddie: i mean, yeahh?? i miss us just like, hanging out and stuff.

maddie: why wouldn't i???

dylan: your parents don't know shit, no offense. you're gonna do fine here.

dylan: idk i sort of figured you hated me tbh

#;; maddie #;; text

hashtagtrace

“Tragically is the right word. For science. Thank you for the answer. “ He smiled. “I am Trace. You make me wish I was a girl. Minus, well vaginas. The things that come out of those.. blerg.”

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“Careful, seriously. My ego doesn’t need inflating.” He took another drink from the cup in his hand, draining it so that he doesn’t have to carry it around anymore. “Nice to meet you, Trace. I’m Dylan.”

#;; trace