No, I'm not blocking you. What am I, five?
(or twenty-one? I did it; in those days).
I just can't be bothered any more. I'm not so fond of you that I will help mend you when you refuse to be mended. I've done all I can; and all I'm prepared to do; and there's my good deed for the year may I get my gold star now, please miss? Far easier if you school yourself to hate me. It's a pattern you're familiar with anyway, isn't it?
I have problems of my own - I cannot fix yours too.
(or twenty-one? I did it; in those days).
I just can't be bothered any more. I'm not so fond of you that I will help mend you when you refuse to be mended. I've done all I can; and all I'm prepared to do; and there's my good deed for the year may I get my gold star now, please miss? Far easier if you school yourself to hate me. It's a pattern you're familiar with anyway, isn't it?
I have problems of my own - I cannot fix yours too.
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