He is supposed to get his stuff from my apartment tomorrow. I had written a very strongly worded letter telling him exactly how I feel and what I think, however, I think I will remove it from the box... because I don't have the energy for this anymore.
I am no longer that same angsty girl from 5 to 10 years ago. Holding grudges and being angry depletes my energy. Just getting myself wrapped up in news about North Africa drains me. There is such a lack of tolerance in this world, because all of the space for tolerance is filled with hatred.
..and I REFUSE to contribute to that hatred and lack of understanding.
So, ex boyfriends of my life. I forgive you. All of you. We may never be friends, we may never see each other, but if we do... well, I think
We'll raise high the white flags and bow heads and shake hands
Declaring the land we're on un-American
We'll call it even.