Is moving on a real thing? I don’t think it is. All this time I think I have moved on but suddenly on a random night at 3 A:M I start missing her. I know the bad overweighs the good here but why do I still look at the good memories only and miss her. Is it normal?
Need to find a friend circle that doesn’t smoke or drink, doesn’t go to the clubs. A circle that goes to the gym, read and share books, explore cities, trekks and aesthetic cafes. Is this too much to ask for?