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melody: what now

Melody: see, there we go again with the assuming things, and uh there are ither ways if being your own person that don't involve going on tv at 11

Penelope: yes, but if i waited any longer i wouldnt have my chance, now would i? becuase everything would fall apart FOR SOME STUPID REASON W=THAT NO ONE WILL EVER TELL ME, BECUASE ITS OVIOUS EVERYONE HERE HATES ME, AND LOVES TO SEE ME SUFFER! *she then falls on the floor and bursts into tears*

Melody: *i don't know how to deal with this*

Penelope: *she gets a kitchen knife out of her purse*

Penelope: ...im worthless.....no one needs me.....how can i be a teacher if i cant even be mean properly?,....whats the point in living if no one cares about me?.......this is all ym fault....

melody: *why do you have a purse with you in your own home* 

Melody: *confiscates the knife by throwing it in a wall* yeah, we're not doing that

Penelope: ....just let me die.....i have no reason to live.....i was made without purpose after all....

melody: *pat* they obviously made you with a purpose, we just don't know it yet 

Penelope:....heh.....you sound like Shrignold when he talks about Malcolms stupid "love cult"........

melody: heh

Penelope: *she gives you a weak, slightly fake smile*