Treat others well, but expect the same in return. If you don't get it, then retreat and don't spend much of your time trying to change others. Focus that energy on your own evolution. The greatest mistake we make is trying to change others or letting them change us. The key word for love is acceptance; you don't love something the way it will be; first you love what you have and then move on to more adventures. We had achieved so much in such a little time.
To a degree, we sacrifice some if we feel the return is worth it, and usually loving people can give up the single life and move right into a more intimate, sedentary way of life. Sure, not all but I do want that and that's what I will search for. If I cannot here and now, I'll find it somewhere else later. Not that I'm looking in particular anything more than just someone who loves me as I am, without having to change me or whatnot. The deal is, leave your job and move to her state and then we can talk, and no I will never go back to New York. I will continue to be civil, but I have my own mission and life here in New York. I just don't see myself in a place like that starting from zero, and what of my son, Esteban. It's not like I can just pack and leave him, or even take him. Later on, I'll have enough money saved, I told you many times. We had already moved the divorce papers, and I had overlooked the fact that you decided to go ahead and put your last name on our baby. Which is fine, I guess; why beat a dead horse, just something you don't see everyday. It's kind of fucked-up but I had to take it in the ass. And what of your refusal to ever come to New York. You should be able to do so, you have flight tickets and people and friends who care for you; and Julian is also mine, it can't be that the way you think this goes, is. It's my way or the highway.
Thursday, May 09, 2013
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