You’re all using me, taking the piss and laughing. It’s not your money. It’s mine. You’re all happily spending it. My dad’s letting me down by not stopping this. If I saw him going through this I’d stop it no matter who I had to kill to do it. I don’t know how many insults per day I’m supposed to take. I don’t wanna interact with any of you. You’re all blatantly doing something wrong. It makes me want to go to the toilet all the time, I can sense it.