August

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Dear Max,

I can't help you anymore. You've sucked out all the life I had in me and I'm too weak to be your cure. I don't have the answers you're looking for.

I'm sorry.

but you see Max, that's the thing. You made me like this but I'm still apologizing for your actions.

I need to leave and find the person I used to be before I ever met you, Max.

This relationship that we shared (whatever you decide to call it) is simply toxic. And I can't keep overdosing and poisoning  myself.

-Gemma (who will always be in some sort of love with you.)

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