When I stop you from buying things, it's my fault. I don't know what you like. 

When I give you the money to buy, and you regret, its my fault that I lend you the money to buy, and I don't know you well enough to prevent you from being scammed. 

Seriously, what the fuck. 

Sometimes, idk why am I putting up with so much nonsense from you, when I can't share my joy with you.