Text #25.

January 24, 11:35 pm.

I had another anxiety attack today. My breathing was tense and ragged. I couldn't breathe correctly. My hands were shaking and I was in my room alone. I will never tell anyone about it. Mom and I just fought again. It's something I'm kind of getting used to. Oh, and Bella's coming in two weeks. My throat is kind of dry and my lips are cracked. I wish you were here with me.

Text #26.

January 25, 2:15 pm.

I wish I could ignore you the way you ignore me. It would have saved me lots of tears.

Text #27.

January 26, 3:28 pm.

You just posted a picture of you both together. On the legend, it read: I guess our only way is forever. You both were smiling and you looked happy. Your brown eyes sparkled like I've never seen when you looked at her. She was ruffling your hair and kissing your cheek. It hurt, but I tried to ignore it. What we have is dead. You killed our friendship. You. You're the one to blame and I have to stop thinking that I am and blaming myself for it.