HB: Won’t people mistaken you as being married?
Me: How so? It’s not on my ring finger.
HB: But it’s on your left hand and it’s on your middle finger.
Me: *shrugs* i don’t care what other people think.
It’s mindfuck worthy and it’s the only finger that the ring fits on perfectly.
I honestly don’t care if people mistaken me as being married/engaged. It’s the sentimental value that each ring carry matters to me, how it came about and who gave.
Every ring has its story to tell. And not all stories have a happy ending. And rings do bring different emotions to the owner too.
I really hope the other four rings split from the same “parent” are safely kept by their owners as well.
the nauseousness , the splitting headache it’s getting worse bit by bit each passing day.
Just let me get through the next 3 weeks, please.