“That is what abuse is defined as, and I have done no such thing other than once, for which he and I have already talked out. So yes, you are misusing the term, and I’m on the brink of smacking you in the face with a cast iron pan for doing so, because I have no tolerance for people who misuse those terms.
Your ignorance is killing me. I don’t think I can handle it.
Honestly? I don’t trust your word. I don’t care what you say. When I talk to him myself, that is when I will take action. Don’t like it? Too bad.
Of course, this is assuming I don’t melt into a puddle of nothingness. It’s difficult not to when being forced to converse with ignorant people. It’s you who should not be capable of speech. That is the true salvation to this world.”
"And again, you’re the one who resorts to threats violence to get what he wants to hear out of people or when things don’t go your way. And again, go ahead. Prove you know a definition by splattering my grey matter all over the ground. I’m sure it’ll be a lovely shade of red, white and pink.”
“Alright then. Don’t believe my word as well as several legal documents. He has still given his full legal consent whether you believe it or not. You are the one continuing the conversation, I am not ‘forcing’ you into speaking to me. Goodbye. I am done speaking to a brick wall.”
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