Moonspear that’s just who i am this week.

That wasn’t an answer and it was full of shit. But at least it showed that he recognized she wasn’t fun to be around. So seriously - why?. She didn’t buy the bit he’d said before, not really. He didn’t even know her anymore. She barely knew herself anymore.

It felt like before, that joke would have helped. Now it just made everything make less sense. She had the opposite of a gravitational pull, and the instant anyone took what they wanted, they were gone. So what did Penn want?

I’m being serious. She replied, her voice smaller for a moment. Maybe you aren’t lying, and you liked who I used to be. How long until you get sick of me now? And what if this is just who I am? Fuck, she hoped not. Whatever this was she was now, it was miserable and she really hoped she could find her way out if it eventually. Even if there was no road clear to her now.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. No one needs to wait around while I figure it out. Least of all him. She’d just wind up dragging him down with her, and when in the end he hated her too, she’d have no one to blame but herself.