I used to think the joy of watching a movie is not knowing what happens. Then why do we watch our favorite movies over and over? Are we secretly hoping that they will end differently? That they will surprise us?

Hashtag we all lie to ourselves to be happy.

Someone once said (I forgot who exactly) that memory is unreliable. Memory can change the shape of a room. It can change the color of a car and memories can be distorted. They're just an interpretation. They're not a record. They're not like pics and videos posted online, tagging you to a location, to a certain date, to a certain time, to a certain moment.

Facebook has become our memories. Instagram has become our past.

I bolt into Walmart's handicap washroom and turn the lock. My head is spinning and I lean over the sink ready to puke. I dry heave a few times but nothing comes out.

I look up. Written across the mirror in gold marker, from the top left corner down to the bottom right corner, are the words:

FIND HIM AND KILL HIM

Standing there, looking at my reflection behind the gold letters in the mirror, it all becomes clear to me. I have to kill Simon Jackson.

I dig up the phone from my pocket and open Facebook. I delete Simon Jackson's account and swear off social media forever.