What the hell man
I can’t take any of your shit right now, I really cannot. I have so much emotional garbage to deal with right now, so because I don’t want to take on any more that mainly focuses on my misbehaviour and you talking shit about the things I love I’M the fucking bad guy??
Okay fine you know what?
Leave. I don’t even care anymore. I tried my best, but it obviously wasn’t enough.
Don’t think I’ll come running after you this time just because I don’t agree with you beeing more clever than a fictional character, or while we’re at it, the most clever person on fucking earth.