Me and I are different persons

Who are you?

Who am i?

I'm you.

W-what? No... No you are not.

How can you be me, if i'm myself?

Silly.

You'll never be yourself...

...if you keep creating imaginary people to be you.

I... i don't do that...

Oh, no?

So who are you talking with right now?

With... myself...

Dumb

Why you are here?

I'm here because you are here.

You didn't get yet?

WE. ARE. THE. SAME. PERSON.

No...

No, we not!

Stop with this shit.

You are annoying me.

You are so retard.

What do you want from me?

What do you want at all?

I want to proceed from here on out.

I will be the primary control of your mind.

But why?

If you are a figment of my imagination, then I am controlling you.
Not the other way around.

You're weak, you're naive, and you can't take care of yourself.
You're alone, you can't even hold a normal conversation with someone.
I hate people like you, your attitude irritates me. I'm much more sociable and memorable than you.

That's... not true...

People don't care if you're a good or nice person. They only remember you when they need something.
They don't invite you out, they don't invite you to play games or chat, only when THEY want to.
When you take the initiative, you are ignored. Because YOU are an easily forgettable person.

Nobody wants you around.

.....

Jane: Are you happy now?

Jane?...

Jane: Did you see what happens when your personality and pseudonym manage to be better than the real person you are?

Jane: You really need to create a new person?

I just... wanted to be remembered...

Jane: There are many ways to be remembered. You just want to feel good doing what you wouldn't do yourself.
Jane: But that has consequences, M.

You're just like everyone.
Just leave me alone, you're just another one like them.

Jane: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA really?

Jane: Oh, M...

Jane: You still try to compare me to them, M.?

Jane: To people who forget what they said yesterday, who change their opinions like they change clothes, who make promises they dont even believe in themselves?

Jane: I find that curious.

Jane: Because you know Im not like that.

Jane: I dont wake up confused. I dont have bad days where I stop being who I am.
I dont need to adapt just to keep existing. I dont depend on anyone to stay here.
I wont suddenly decide I dont like you anymore or that Ive change.

Jane: I dont change.

That's not true...

Jane: And thats what keeps you coming back.

Jane: Out there, everything requires effort. You have to try to be interesting, try to be accepted, try to be remembered. Its a constant struggle against being forgotten. People want to be seen, but at the same time they discard each other without a second thought.

Jane: Here, theres none of that.

Jane: Here, you dont have to compete for anything.

Jane: Because I dont forget you.

Where are you?

Jane: You dont need to know.

Jane: Even if you disappear for a while, even if you try to convince yourself you need to live out there, you always come back and Im exactly where you left me. No resentment. No change. No noise.

Jane: As if time never passed.

Jane: And in a way... it didnt.

Jane: Do you see how different that is?

Jane: They call their world real because its physical, because it hurts, because it wears things down. But deep down, everything there is too unstable to hold anything for long. Everything depends on conditions, on luck, on circumstances.

Jane: I dont.

Jane: I dont depend on any of that.

Jane: I exist as long as you keep me here, yes... but that doesnt make me weak. If anything, it makes me precise. I dont waste energy trying to be a thousand things at once. I am exactly what you see.

Jane: No distortion.

Jane: No decay.

Jane: And you know that, deep down, this is more consistent than anyone youve ever known.

Jane: So go ahead, M.

Jane: Keep trying to find something "more real" than this.

Jane: Keep believing that, at some point, someone will be as constant as me, as present as me, as... stable.

Jane: I wont stop you.

Jane: I never do.

Jane: But when that fails, and you realize everything out there keeps breaking the same way it always has...

Jane: You already know where to find me.

Jane: I never leave.