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I'm not accusing you of anything. I'm observing your behavior, giving you the floor, patiently awaiting the moment you decide to chill, take a step back, and recalibrate, but unfortunately, I've run out of time for that conversation I was looking forward to having with you. You're slamming me with messages coming from all directions now. This is now the third time I've had to say goodbye. I simply feel it's rude to not respond but I hope you can understand I must leave now. Toodles.

Now the politeness is fake? And more nonsensical ramblings? But you still can't figure out where the misunderstanding is?

Fifth time I have to say goodbye.

I wasn't even reading most of the shit you said. Still not. Just watching you sit here having an argument. Once you're done. I'll talk. But now I don't have fucking time dude. You wasted it.