[He's still so angry that he could spit nails, but he forces himself to take a moment and take a breath. This won't come out right if he shouts it, it needs to be level, to be heard.]
If you were my friend then you'd respect my choices and my opinions, but you don't. All you care about is your selfish sense of wanting to feel useful, and whether or not you're wanted be damned.
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[He's still so angry that he could spit nails, but he forces himself to take a moment and take a breath. This won't come out right if he shouts it, it needs to be level, to be heard.]
If you were my friend then you'd respect my choices and my opinions, but you don't. All you care about is your selfish sense of wanting to feel useful, and whether or not you're wanted be damned.