Sad short stories of a girl curled up in her shell

I am currently accepting applications for people who want to cuddle on the couch with me all day with our own tubes of chocolate chip cookie dough, watching MST3K.

Sometimes, my crazy tends to shine through a little more than usual, and today is definitely one of those days.

I used to love October. But now, I can’t help but think of what I was doing last October. On my own for the first time. It’s much colder this year. And rainier. And every time I put my leather jacket on, I remember where it came from. 

I feel absolutely ridiculous for Googling “What to do with wedding bands after a divorce”.