Argument between Me and Myself
He called me yesterday. Well, I think he did. Was it just a tiny particle of my imagination?
“Stop dreaming! Why would somebody like him be interested in you?”
“What’s wrong with me? I’m kind, generous, and fun. Why do you always put my down when I’m happy?”
“Are you happy?”
“That’s none of your business!”
“I’m amused.”
“By what?”
“You’re stupidity.”
“Are you talking to yourself again?”
“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Either way, you’re not in my circle.”
“Fine. Hey, I thought we were friends. After all that we’ve been through…”
“Bullshit! Don’t give me that crap again. You really think I’m gonna fall for it?”
“Look, I don’t wanna fight. What were we talking about again?”
“Absolutely incredible! I thought you were smarter than this.”
“Now you’re just trying to insult me. Fortunately, I’ve got tricks up my sleeves to avoid these situations.”
“Tough luck, because from now on, my mission in life is to belittle you.”
“Bring it on. I can take it. Don’t forget, I’m strong.”
“Ha. I’ll believe that when I see it.”