Don’t you dare say that you did not know what brought this on. Don’t you dare try to play the innocent and call yourself the martyr.
I am not here for your plaything. I am not here for you to wank on. Violence is one thing, sexual innuendos that are out of place and uncalled for, another matter entirely, and one that degrades us both.
Don’t you dare give me any of your self-pitying whine about how people misunderstand you. I see now that you want to go on your own ways without accepting that your actions offend others, and in many cases, deliberately so.
Don’t talk to me during CF. You’re not my brother any longer.
You did this yourself, Hisa.