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Dear Fang,

I'm a bit better now, not from heartbreak, mind you, but from my awkward insanity. I never imagined that it would lead up to this...me going absolutely crazy. When my mom told me that I loved you too much, I agreed, and I never even got to say those three words to you.

I love you.

There I said it and now YOU'RE NOT EVEN HERE TO HEAR THEM FROM ME. I canNOT believe you left me, I still can't. It's just a shock, and writing these letters have calmed me down significantly. Let's change that to somewhat.

And I have something to admit, so even though you probably won't ever read this, I need to get it out of my system...only I know this. And one other person - that one other person is Dylan. There, I just blurted it out. Well, typed it. Dylan. D - Y - L - A - N. To go on with the terrible thing that had happened that only he knows other than me...HE. KISSED. ME. TODAY. And worse...I kissed him back because I was just too depressed about you. What he doesn't know is that I just imagined he was you, which he would have been pissed off at if he knew.

Not that he kisses any better than you, because he doesn't. And he is NOT my perfect other half! I mean, WTF! Anyways, so the whole story...he just came up to me with his stupid perfect body and was all like, "Hey Maxi, I just wanted to talk to you." YES HE CALLED ME MAXI. As if I'm just some sort of a PAD. PSHH. Anyhow, he kept going..."Yes, I know you're depressed, but I just wanted you to know that I'm always here for you, no matter who stays and who leaves." As if. I bet if I told him to scram, he'd leave and never come back because of his extreme emotions.

And he leaned forward, and I had to look at his Caribbean-colored eyes (not that they're any better than your obsidian ones, by the way) (but who cares? You're GONE FOR GOOD.) and I when he kissed me I kissed him back. Just like that.

And you have a total right to get mad, Fang, but right now as you can tell, I could kick and punch and scratch at your for an hour but you're never going to show up. I even doubt that you would be at the CLIFF in 20 years. Maybe I'll forget about you...who knows.

Nope, that's not possible. Just forget I said that. For life you're going to be that one douchebag who broke my heart, the one that I loved so strongly that you pretty much made me PARALYZED every time you were hurt, or in danger, or sad or upset, or maybe when you LEFT ME.

I'm NEVER going to get over that, and I'm NEVER going to forgive you. By the way, I read your files because I'm just extremely nosy, unfortunately. I read all that stuff about how my kissing (excuse ME?) and other embarrassing stuff. By the way, that ring that you gave me? That's going DOWN.

Or not. I don't know.

Well, till later Fang, or maybe never. It depends on whether you love me enough or not, to come back to me.

Max

P.S. I still want you to go die in a hole.

Max is maaaaaaaaaad. -Gale