its painful, how obviously you know that you control me you don't have to bother throwing rocks at my window if im already in the doorway so you are playing puppet by tugging on my heart strings to make me dance *n.d.
when you are old enough to speak do not call love a mental disease do not resent it, do not fight it because love is pure and love is good it's only when you throw life into the mix that it becomes toxic.
I'm sorry your mom is such a raging *****, I know that picking ice-cream is hard and I would have given you all the time in the world. So don't cry, don't cry, don't cry because if your own mother doesn't love you then I will.