No matter how much embarrassed I was of not being able to control my own voice, I couldn't be more thankful.
And you know, if you want me to stop listening to these shitty songs I will. If you want me to dye my hair, so roots won't be showing, I'll do it. I'll wear a skirt, I'll stop being angry all the time, I'll let you touch my nose and make stupid jokes about me and my brother, I'll let you play with my pencil case and I'll do thousands more things, but please, I beg you, stay this way.
Be so sudden with you calls, worry because of my shaking voice, let me sit in your car as much as I like, drive me across the town, don't force me to go home when I don't want it so much, talk to me about something different from my problems, don't let me cry, buy me chocolates which will make me feel better, just do everything you did this evening.
Please, stay my friend.