I don't know anymore.

Me and her.

So before I go in with the story, I'd like to let you know that I am a guy. Shocker right? Or not..? However just because I'm a guy doesn't mean I was in love with Penelope. No.
Penelope was just the girl in my heart. She didn't capture it. She just fixed it. I was broken. I was this dumb teen who smoked and got drunk. My parents didn't seem to care, so I kept doing it.
I had friends, but they never helped me.
But Penelope was different. She made me laugh and be myself. She didn't care if I smoked, because she smoked too. And she drank. But unlike me she was fancy about it. Only drank wine.
Penelope was messed up, just like me.
However she was a kind hearted person. Just because she was messed up on the inside didn't mean she was going to show it. Sure she had her bad moments, but who cares. We are all fucked up on our own ways.
But me and Penelope had our differences. She chose to hide her problem. While I chose to show it. She wasn't embarrassed of her problem. She just knew that if people found out that she got drunk or high in my basement. They would treat and see her differently, and Penelope cares, sorry cared, about what people thought of her. I on the other hand do not care about what people think of me.

Now I think I should talk about Penelope a bit. Since I will be talking about her a bit. Okay let me start with the basics. Penelope was born in July 31st, which she loved because she had the same birthday as Harry Potter, and she loved that guy. Also the stories he was in. Penelope was a girl who had her head in the clouds. She wanted to be a teacher and be called Ms. Cortez or Ms.C.
She had the biggest heart and did not judge anyone. She did however had the biggest potty mouth ever. Which was very funny because every time she said a bad word, it would come out with so much passion. She would be so fun and full of so much energy, like she had just had 5 cups of sugar.
I loved her life and her. She had better life and future than me. My goals in life was to spend my years high and drunk all day long. And die when I was 40. But Penelope she was different. She didn't was to be loser like me. (Not that she ever said I was. But I know I am.) she wanted to live her life to the fullest. That's why I hate how her life ended so quickly. It just sucks that Penelope changed my whole life and I couldn't change her life. Or at least make it way better.