DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT GOING TO PROOF CHECK THIS. DO NOT JUDGE.
I don’t have a pen or an apple or even a pineapple. All I have is a shit lot of school work.
I turned 17 last week, yay .-. . I don’t even want to acknowledge the fact that this will be the last birthday I celebrate as a “school” student. Just no.
I would be lying if I say, “Oh, I am sorry. I didn’t have time to post. I had blah blah blah”. I had time alright, what I didn’t have was the confidence in my words. SO YEAH.
Tonight though, I felt like writing something. But before I get to that, I wanted a warm up. So here I am, with this horrible post which is of no use to you or me (well maybe for me. remember? W.A.R.M.U.P).
I gotta few ideas brewing. Other than my depressing AF poems, of course. Only a matter of drafts before they see the light.
Now, I better go before this fire inside me smokes out.
Meanwhile, why don’t you all enjoy this song. Pretty cool.
From the not so-