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That's what it is. What? Yeah, that's mental swing. Are you fucking dumb mate? Yeah, what is wrong with you? He can do what he fucking wants. Oh my gosh. I am done. I am done. If he comes anywhere fucking near me, I swear to God, he can actually get himself to fuck. Absolute fucking twat. Fuck. I actually don't. I can't be fucked. I don't want him to come fucking anywhere fucking near me ever again. You set a boundary. You're the one that set this. You're the one that's saying, oh my god, since the conversation on the tennis, my feelings have gotten better. Huh? Please reserve your right to silence. Please. The case is just... The case is just... It's not right. When you... You set the boundary. You set the boundary, not me. Fuck, Simba, what have I done? I've been there, bro. You tell me you like me. You tell me you're setting boundaries. You say you want to do this. It's a bunch of fucking shit. He's a fucking shitbag. He can't say fucking jack shit to my face. I know. What did he expect? Like, I don't understand. He's made his bed now. You've made your decision. That date was the decision. He's made his fucking bed. He can sure as fuck lie in it. Oh!