You can keep playing cool all you want. You are guilty for profiting off the child labor of my childhood. I don’t want anything to do with you.
You are still a deadbeat, and a loser, and you know it. “COOL BEANS!!” I mean, how many nonchalant sarcastic remarks do you think you can make to protect your fragile ego? You’re pathetic.
None. And we both know that while you are emotionally dead inside, you still have a little voice inside you called God who tells you what you are doing is wrong, and you are therefore entirely responsible for every act you have committed, because you chose to ignore it in favor of getting emotional responses out of others for amusement rather than expressing compassion.
There is no love for you here. Bye.