Medicine // Oliver Sykes

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Dear Oli

It came back. After all these years, it came back. You're probably thinking about what i'm talking about, aren't you? 

I'm depressed.

I can't sleep

I can't eat

I can barely get out of bed.

But luckily I haven't caused harm upon myself, I know better then that.

Yet again, this letter was short. I'll try writing longer letters.

You're worth it, Oliver

I love you

Love,

Gwen