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Your support makes all the difference.The final text messages sent between former lovers before they split up have been revealed on a blog dedicated to chronicling people's last spoken or written words.
The Last Message Received is a Tumblr blog that publishes anonymous submissions received by other netizens.
The texts sent and received by people who had just split up showed a full range of human emotion – from the heartbreaking, to the rude to the downright cold, and even some that were abusive.
The One That Couldn't Handle Their Ex Moving On
The One You Got A Gift For Before They Called It Off
The One Who Abused And Then Tried To Play The Victim
The submission above came with the caption: "I got out of an abusive relationship, and this was one of the texts that I received after I told them that I wasn’t taking them back."
The One That's Awkwardly Cheery
The One That's Brutally Honest
The One That Can't Move On
The One Who Keeps Your Netflix Password
The One Who Suddenly Changed Their Tune
The Loss
The person who submitted the screenshot above included this caption: "My best friend, my everything, my partner, my soulmate of 12 years died of an overdose the night of August 24. At around 11 pm that night, I felt a wave of sadness wash over me out of nowhere. I highly suspect this is when he died. The last text conversation we had was about how much I work.
I got the call at 11 am the next day, August 25. "
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