"I wanna go home."
"I'm poor because of you."
"Why do you think I never made any friends?"
"Just because you're unhappy doesn't mean I should, but here I am, sulking with you."
"I gotta stop talking to myself."
So eat your pot stickers and make a wish when you're done.
Gotta write this down before it consumes and kills me.
But if you find my lifeless body somewhere then you know what my lingering thoughts were...