Mirrors we forget to turn off

[Nenestar]

I never open my snap as I have 0 active connections there. But I still have the notifications on and get some stories, etc. I don't even check who really sent them, tbh.

Well, ofc on Valentine's as I'm about to go to sleep at 2am, I open my phone and there is a story notification from my ex (very rare, she usually doesn't post stories so I was somewhat taken aback). And for some reason, it wasn't just the text but it shows the pic in the notification (small). So I kinda look at it - there is something golden there. Huh?, I look closer - and it's a fucking engagement ring. What an ending to my Valentine's, ngl.

It does fuck with your head a little when "not too long ago" you were spending most of your time with someone, then break up, separate, and fully detach. Then suddenly it resurfaces as the other person living out the reality you'd wish to see yourself in (not with her, ofc).

It's not even envy, it's just that you're being forced to look at a timeline you didn't even choose. Like everyone around you moved on and you just stood still. It's just funny, you don't even miss the person. You just miss being seen, and having a life.

 

[Oxytocinspike67]

Fuck bro

 

[2Beau]

I never open my snap as I have 0 active connections there. But I still have the notifications on and get some stories, etc. I don't even check who really sent them, tbh.

Well, ofc on Valentine's as I'm about to go to sleep at 2am, I open my phone and there is a story notification from my ex (very rare, she usually doesn't post stories so I was somewhat taken aback). And for some reason, it wasn't just the text but it shows the pic in the notification (small). So I kinda look at it - there is something golden there. Huh?, I look closer - and it's a fucking engagement ring. What an ending to my Valentine's, ngl.

It does fuck with your head a little when "not too long ago" you were spending most of your time with someone, then break up, separate, and fully detach. Then suddenly it resurfaces as the other person living out the reality you'd wish to see yourself in (not with her, ofc).

It's not even envy, it's just that you're being forced to look at a timeline you didn't even choose. Like everyone around you moved on and you just stood still. It's just funny, you don't even miss the person. You just miss being seen, and having a life.

There is One bih i would kill before i’d let her get married and live a happy life, bih a demon deserves nothing but agony