[ Sms ] What Are You Doing Tomorrow? - Daphne
[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing tomorrow? - Daphne
TEXTS
{ Daphne → Caleb } My schedule runs like a finely tuned machine, Atwater. So if you’re attempting to throw a wrench in it, I pray whatever adventure you’ve concocted is worth the time I’ll have to find on another day?
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Break Up Starters
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“I’m breaking up with you.”
“My feelings for you. They’ve changed.”
“We can’t be together anymore.”
“We can still be friends.”
“We can’t keep doing this.”
“When did you stop loving me?”
“I don’t think I ever really loved you.”
“I’ve tried to do anything and everything to help you and make you happy. And you? You don’t give a shit about anything and I just- I can’t keep doing this.”
“Why? Quit playing innocent. I know what you’ve been doing behind my back.”
“Don’t act like I don’t know that you cheated.”
Please! We can fix this! We don’t have to end things.”
“I’m leaving you and I’m taking the dog/cat/etc. with me.”
“I love somebody else.”
“I don’t want anything to do with you.”
“I’m tired of being treated like shit.”
“I thought you loved me!”
“I love you, but we both have such different directions to go in.”
“Maybe one day we’ll cross paths again.”
“We just don’t work.”
“I’m tired you playing with my feelings.”
“Just one last kiss, please?”
“I could get you in a lot of trouble. That’s why we’ve got to end things.”
“We’re done.”
“Stop it. I’ve already made up my mind. There’s nothing you can do to fix this.”
“I need some time away.”
“We should see other people.”
“I think we’re better off as friends too. Let’s go to the movies.”
“You took this better than I thought you would.”
“The spark is gone.”
“I’m done with you. I already packed up all your crap. Leave.”
“I didn’t know you were going to propose like this tonight. Holy shit. I was actually going to break up with you. I’m so sorry.”
“We’re over.”
“Seriously? You broke up with me over text.”
“I just don’t love you anymore.”
“I’ve been feeling the same way actually. I think it would be best if we broke up too.’
“I’m glad we can end things on good terms.”
“I’m sorry, I know you’re taking this hard. I never wanted to make you cry but we’re just not meant to be. I have ice cream? Or I could leave you alone if that’s better.”
“I’m sick of this on and off again bullshit. We’re done for real now.”
“Get away from me.”
“I’m tired of being treated like shit.”
“I hope you can forgive me for ending things this way.”
“I can’t keep up this long distance thing anymore.”
“I just feel like I don’t even know you anymore.”
“This is hard for me too…”
Max
@cosmiicsouls’ audrey sent: “ a lot of people actually hate us. ” ( ‘ things said between me & my partner ’ )
a small scoff of a laugh passes his lips, leaning back against the table they’re sat at as to better look at her. “and is this a surprise to you somehow?”
“YOU, I GET -” velvet voice teases as she adjusts, eyes pulling from the latest and greatest GG b u l l s h i t to take him in look at him. Who was she trying to fool - Max seemed to know her better than most these days. “So what? I’m a bitch because I’m honest?”
Max:
he can’t pretend he doesn’t like that tease in her voice, especially when it’s not pointed at him. his eyes are already on her as she raises her own, which brings a smile to his expression. “no,” he starts, head tilting as he pretends to ponder the question, “i think you’re honest because you’re a bitch.”
“SOMEONE had to tell Jessica Clarke that her shoes were the wrong kind of vintage, okay? Not Studio 54 chic - more like Little House on the Prairie. I did her a favor.” Waves her hand in a half hearted attempt to defend herself; not like she ever really needed to with him. “ENOUGH about JC and her fashion myopia - have you been meddling in anyone else’s life other than mine?”
