I feel bad for my generation sometimes.
When a relationship got unhealthy older generations could cut that off and be done with it forever.
Technology makes it almost impossible for our generation, I wonder how our generation gets out of bed some mornings with the past haunting them just a few mouse clicks away.
I’ve moved 8 hours away, deleted as much from social media as I could, but it still a photo of an ex and his new girlfriend cuddled on his bed pops up. And it reminds you of when you first visited that apartment with him to see if he wanted to live there. And you get this sinking feeling when you remember that you found out he was having sex with another girl and you at the same time because of gif found on the same blog, on the same bed.
Then the gif of someone who used to be your friend, naked with someone you thought would love you forever, loops over and over in your head.
I should delete tumblr