i will always reblog this
Ugh I saw a photo of a former long term ex hookup proclaiming his love for somebody, like just knowing how happy I am now makes me sad for have letting jerks who don’t care rip me apart, and it’s just triggering. And knowing they’re also happy and that karma doesn’t exist sometimes :/ also every relationship I’d had before my year of rehab was hyper sexual, based on keeping, and being irrational leading dudes to feel the right to treat me wrong and make dumb boys into monsters. Why can’t I just let go? Why is this still painful?
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