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I found this hidden in one of my folders. I used to do this a lot...
What’s on your mind?
I’m having trouble organizing my thoughts.
Why is that?
I’m thinking about a lot of different things at the same time, they’re all just kind of jumbling together.
That’s unfortunate.
Indeed.
You thought it would help if you talked to yourself for awhile, didn’t you? Try and rationalize your thoughts, eh?
It was worth a shot.
Oh sure, it definitely was. It worked once, why not twice?
Seems logical.
You should be careful.
Why is that?
You could form a habit of talking to yourself.
Would that be so bad?
I’m not sure.
Too many different views on the subject.
If only everyone could witness everything from one giant perspective-yours.
It’d make things much easier.
It’s unfortunate that things don’t work out that way.
A lot of things are unfortunate, you shouldn’t pay much attention to them.
Neither should you.
I’m not sure what to say to that.
Don’t worry about it.
Exactly.
Wonderful demonstration.
Indeed.
We could be actors.
Well, I could be an actor.
I could always stab you.
That wouldn’t be very professional.
I was never really good at that.
You seem to fake it quite well.
I’m a renowned faker.
A useful skill.
It comes in handy.
I see.
How’s life?
Plentiful.
Oh?
So much of it, not enough to go around.
What?
It makes sense in my head.
No it doesn’t.
How the fuck would you know?
No need to be hostile.
No need to be a dick, either.
That probably isn’t too healthy, yelling at yourself like that.
Brilliant.
You’re insane.
I’m beginning to think I might actually be bipolar.
Would you like some lithium?
I’d like to be punched in the face.
I think it’d be better if you steered clear of those-for both of our’s sake.
Is it really our’s sake?
I’m not sure.
Your semantics invigorate me.
Thank you.
I burnt my finger.
Oh?
Yeah, it hurts.
That’s unfortunate.
It’s unfortunate that I’ve come to rely on talking to myself for guidance. I give really shitty advice, what the fuck was I thinking.
What’s on your mind?
I’m having trouble organizing my thoughts.
Why is that?
I’m thinking about a lot of different things at the same time, they’re all just kind of jumbling together.
That’s unfortunate.
Indeed.
You thought it would help if you talked to yourself for awhile, didn’t you? Try and rationalize your thoughts, eh?
It was worth a shot.
Oh sure, it definitely was. It worked once, why not twice?
Seems logical.
You should be careful.
Why is that?
You could form a habit of talking to yourself.
Would that be so bad?
I’m not sure.
Too many different views on the subject.
If only everyone could witness everything from one giant perspective-yours.
It’d make things much easier.
It’s unfortunate that things don’t work out that way.
A lot of things are unfortunate, you shouldn’t pay much attention to them.
Neither should you.
I’m not sure what to say to that.
Don’t worry about it.
Exactly.
Wonderful demonstration.
Indeed.
We could be actors.
Well, I could be an actor.
I could always stab you.
That wouldn’t be very professional.
I was never really good at that.
You seem to fake it quite well.
I’m a renowned faker.
A useful skill.
It comes in handy.
I see.
How’s life?
Plentiful.
Oh?
So much of it, not enough to go around.
What?
It makes sense in my head.
No it doesn’t.
How the fuck would you know?
No need to be hostile.
No need to be a dick, either.
That probably isn’t too healthy, yelling at yourself like that.
Brilliant.
You’re insane.
I’m beginning to think I might actually be bipolar.
Would you like some lithium?
I’d like to be punched in the face.
I think it’d be better if you steered clear of those-for both of our’s sake.
Is it really our’s sake?
I’m not sure.
Your semantics invigorate me.
Thank you.
I burnt my finger.
Oh?
Yeah, it hurts.
That’s unfortunate.
It’s unfortunate that I’ve come to rely on talking to myself for guidance. I give really shitty advice, what the fuck was I thinking.