you’re the love of my life. i wouldn’t trade you for the world. yes, you’re controlling. that makes me really mad, trying to tell me i csnt cut my hair or dye it, csnt be friends with who i’m friends with. you’re clingy, too. i spent the night with my mom, and couldn’t call you. you got mad and now i cant spend the night with my mom. why? why are you so controlling? why can’t i do the things i want it they’re harmless? i love you so much. i really do. you just have to work on them.