New Girl (open)

TrueBeliever: I suppose I ought to try this out, though I seriously doubt any good will come of it.
TrueBeliever: It's not like I actually expect to make friends here.

PotatoRiceball: Hm, that's what I thought too.
PotatoRiceball: But I've ended up making friends regardless.

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TrueBeliever: Well, maybe -you- can make friends in a place like this.
TrueBeliever: But, I honestly don't belong here. I'm perfectly sane, thank you very much.
TrueBeliever: I realise that everyone must say that, but in my case it's actually true.
TrueBeliever: I don't think that I'll have much in common with the pathological bedwetters that I imagine are this place's bread and butter.

PotatoRiceball: You must belong here if you're here. Trust me, everyone here belongs here. You must as well.
PotatoRiceball: Also, I wouldn't judge people quite as much. Is pathological bedwetter supposed to offend someone? It won't.
PotatoRiceball: For another thing, if you don't want to make friends, or pretend you don't, then you're obviously just trolling and I feel sorry for you.
PotatoRiceball: Especially the way you act having the name TrueBeliever.
PotatoRiceball: Anyway, I'm not going to sit around here with someone trying to make me miserable. I'm miserable enough, thanks.
PotatoRiceball: By the way, without friends, you won't last here. Think about that.
PotatoRiceball: Nice meeting you. Laters.

TrueBeliever: Some people obviously can't handle life. Hence -your- presence here.
TrueBeliever: And how dare -you- judge -me-? How do you know I'm not here because someone set me up to look bad?
TrueBeliever: Hello, new person.
TrueBeliever: Are you going to yell at me too?
TrueBeliever: Like I'm not upset enough having to move. And to this place, too.

TrueBeliever: Maybe you're right.
TrueBeliever: After all, If I don't even try to make friends, one of these doctors is going to label me anti-social or some other nonsense.
TrueBeliever: And it's not that I don't want to have friends, it's just been my experience that most people are either really stupid, really mean, or both.
TrueBeliever: I hold out little hope that being here is going to change that.

TrueBeliever: I hope so.
TrueBeliever: The last place I was sent was so completely lacking in the 'cool people' department.
TrueBeliever: For Example: I offered a little advice to my roommate, and she broke my arm. And worse, instead of punishing her or sending her away, they shipped me here.

TrueBeliever: I'm not a big fan of swimming.
TrueBeliever: Or really anything that requires you run around half-naked in public.
TrueBeliever: Aren't -all- muscles useful?
TrueBeliever: Horse riding does sound like fun though. Maybe being into horses is a girl thing.

TrueBeliever: Well, I don't fancy listening to your crude sailor talk.
TrueBeliever: And to openly admit to ogling others to someone who is, for all you know, an impressionable young lady, is just so disgusting.
TrueBeliever: Matthew 5:28 But I say unto you, That whosoever looketh on a woman to lust after her hath committed adultery with her already in his heart.

TrueBeliever: Perhaps I wasn't clear before. I do not appreciate such graphic language.
TrueBeliever: You may cease using it or you may leave me alone.

TrueBeliever: And here I thought you might actually be worth talking to for a minute.
TrueBeliever: I won't let you waste my time any longer. I'd say it was a pleasure, but lying is a sin.