So we went to a beautiful place called Potato Head today. It was absolutely breathtaking, the sea was a perfect shade of blue, the sun a perfect crimson. Everything was perfect and I couldn’t get you off my mind, havn’t seen you in 3 days and I miss you already, or was it just the alcohol.

Having those few hours doing nothing, just basking under the sun having some cocktails, made me realise how negatively I always tend to approach things, and how I always act out of anger. I’m so disgusted with myself I am actually really turning into an Agus.

Clock striked 7 and came time to catch the sunset. I was sitting at the edge of the pool alone. my friends lazing on the day bed. As the sea was about to swallow the sun fully, people around me started to cheer. I turned around and I see an old man on his knees having just proposed. I was annoyed, how dare you take the attention away from the beautiful sunset, this moment isn’t about you, it’s supposed to be about this beautiful fucking sunset. I caught myself being upset for that split second and then I realised why I was feeling that way. I was jealous, I was obviously jealous. I snapped out of it. I smiled and brushed that thought away. What a beautiful turn of events, I felt a warmth hover over my heart, and a little pinch, and wondered weather all this sacrifice I had to make to be with him was worth it or not.

Sometimes I think about life with my face down…..

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