And now I made my mother cry because of the mood you have me in. If im miserable, everyone around me is gonna be miserable too. When she told me that if I went through it with it, I would pretty much be killing her myself, I told her that I care about her but that I care about myself more than anyone, and that there is only three ways this works out. Either I get what I want, I get off without jail time, or I chop your boyfriend’s d*** off and kill myself. Its my party and ill emotionally abuse everyone if i want to.