Re: Leo/cris
Yeah, nah, I'm an idiot bout that stuff. Even Sam'll tell you. Somebody else mighta been sure Sam wasn't gonna work out and bailed too. Or maybe they'da been sure it was and just rode it out easy. Me? I had no idea and just hung on, even though there were prolly times when it was stupid to. She took off here, your sister, and I had to chase her pregnant ass down. Talk about being afraida commitment. She wouldn't even sleep in my bed when we first started [...] whatever it was we started.
Mijo, listen, you're, what? 24? 25? When I was 23, my girlfriend at the time, Sofia, killed herself in fronta me. She was, then and up til I knew Sam, the only person who seemed to like me. Not the guy people think is me, but me, stubbornness and all. What I can tell you from alla those years in-between, cause I'm old, mijo, is that being honest toward people bout who you are, what you done, the mistakes you made, and, course, the good stuff bout you too, is the only way you're really gonna find it. Sometimes you try honesty and people leave you flat on your ass trying to get away from you and course that feels like shit. But, eventually somebody else comes along, picks you up, brushes you off, says, you ain't so bad, I like you, cracks and dents and big teeth and grumpiness included. But, you hide that, to be what people want or what you think they like or cause you're afraida the real sidea you getting shot down, you ain't never gonna find it. Or if you do, we're gonna call it pure dumb luck.