Dread, like harsh to my core. Girls didn’t say that shit unless something was up. I just never cared about that before, girls easy. A dime a dozen, but it was never easy with Greer. It was fucking harder, and I worked so hard not to be who I usually was with her. In fact, it pulled at me so much every day. I wanted to be abrasive, a jerk. It was just my MO because feeling things, feeling this was the harsh opposite of the good feeling. You couldn’t get one without the other in a relationship, hence why I always stayed the fuck away from them.
