sky turns light grey
leaves scattered all astray
flannels on and hoods up
pumpkin flavors fill my cup
sound of raindrops pitter patter
autumn air is all that matters
sky turns light grey
leaves scattered all astray
flannels on and hoods up
pumpkin flavors fill my cup
sound of raindrops pitter patter
autumn air is all that matters
broke out a pen, not a pencil
i usually use pencils for english homework,
mechanical ones,
teal or purple.
but i guess it's different
with forgotten homework,
either rushed or
completed by chatgpt
I dread going to school every single day.
I hate it,
I hate being trapped there.
But I love being greeted by my best friend
who could make hell
feel as freezing as
these February Maryland mornings.
Hope is often used as a term to wish for something.
But hope is broad.
Vague.
Some people hope to win a sports game.
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