I could so easily marry a wealthy man but I do not love him and that is what I consider to be important in any relationship. Yes, I could live among the rich and famous in California and yes I could rub elbows with the well known but that isn’t what I want. I just want to love and be loved, live on a farm and have my own little garden, I just want to sit on the back porch with the one I love holding hands and just being one.
We can so easily be deceived when we meet someone new as they put their best foot forward and hide the things they know someone else would not like about them and the things they do not like about themselves is also hidden. I have a huge pet peeve and that is when someone invades my privacy and communicates with my friends basically telling them to back off.
I discovered Francisco was telling one of my fb friends to basically screw off and he was reading my email, this really burns my ass because he had no right to be chatting on my fb and he definitely had no right reading my email. My email is mostly spam but I did receive a document from my attorney and I found Francisco reading it. I told him how I felt and now I am not speaking to him and do not know when I will talk to him again over this.
Mike is still MIA so I think he and his wife have gotten back together which is great for him because he is such a great guy and he deserves to be happy. Francisco on the other hand is showing signs of jealousy which is totally unwarranted and he is also showing his “rich boy” attitude which so turns me off. I do not care how much money you have because you should always treat people the way you want to be treated and not look down on them.
Francisco seems to think he is better than most people because he wears custom shoes, clothes ect. and he has expensive things. I was raised very poor and even though I am surviving and have more than most I have never forgotten where I came from and what life was like being dirt poor. I do not want to be rich and it’s nothing I hope and pray for because the rich have more problems than the poor from what I can see.
The only dream I have is to be walking on a beach hand in hand with the man I love and he turns to me and tells me he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Is that asking too much? Ok, forget the beach then and just tell me you love me and want to be with me forever, now that isn’t asking too much now is it? There is only one man that makes my heart pound and ache at the same time and I will wait forever for this man because he is my love, he is my soulmate and he makes me feel alive.