School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

"Again, if you were talking to anyone but me, that would sound like you're accusing me of something."

"Yeah, you just know shit and know I'm talking real here."

"My life is my life, your life is your life, what you do with it is none of my concern unless you choose to include me in it."

"Yeah, that's seems to be our life logic here."

"I try to rationalize my thoughts sometimes."

"I get that, no I really get that."

(My mom's making tomato sauce and it smells so good it's making me hungry)
"Well, good to know at least one person does."

(Nice)

"I'm sure plenty of others do as well, but it's always nice to know one personally."

"Yeah, that's always nice to have."

"It really is. What other thoughts do you try to rationalize?"

"Oh jeez, that's a lot to go through. Mostly decisions. Y'know, analyze each option and see which one is better."

"That makes sense. I keep rationalizing thoughts I really shouldn't be rationalizing, but I can't stop."

"Yeah, sounds like me. Why do we do that?"

"I have no idea. Depression maybe?"

"Probably. I wouldn't be surprised."

"I have been diagnosed before, wouldn't be shocked if it wasn't situational but rather permanent."

"Most of the time it is but sometimes you get lucky."

"Sometimes, I don't think I got lucky."

"Yeah me too. But hey, we have people to help us."

"Yeah," Lillian sighed, "That's good."

"That's always good."

"Amazingly good."

"Yay mental support team!"

"Hoo fucking ray."

"Soooo enthusiastic."

"Extremely enthusiastic."

"You tried."

"Not really."

"Well, I did."

"I'm aware," Lillian took another sip of coffee.