So on our 5th year anniversary, to the day, we are breaking up for good. Neither cheated and both of us say we love each other. It's messed.
The problem I think is we don't like each other much anymore.
Starting over again but this time I am goin alone for a long time if not eternity.
I have been meaning to finish off the search for Peter Easton's gold and it's consuming me. Also probably partly to blame for this break-up.
It has to be done and I won't be settled until I go back to the place where I just know it is. I can feel it in my bones and we now have stronger evidence than ever of it's where abouts.
If you have never heard of PETER EASTON he is the real "pirate of the carribean". He used his British commission to rob and plunder the seas to the tune of 220 million lbs of gold. He didn't take it with him when he returned to Spain and for hundreds of years treasure hunters have been searching for it on my island.
I think I know where it is and I am going to get it. I am going to post on the adventure as I go! Wish me luck. Google and Check out the real Peter Easton history...it's a really cool story. This break-up - NOT SO COOL at all! Feels like my chest is going to cave in...fuk why does it have to be like that...