Oct. 2nd, 2025
october poems
Oct. 2nd, 2025 11:05 amThe earth has steeped in yellow gold
The air has caught a chill
And rows of pumpkins big and small
Are perched upon my sill
The leaves are falling prettily
Like crimson-colored rain
And all the world is glistening
It's autumntime again!
-Laura Jaworski

Autumn Song
These are the days of falling leaves,
The days of hazy weather,
Smelling of gold chrysanthemums
And gray wood smoke together.
These are the nights of near stars,
The nights of closer moons,
When the windy darkness echoes
To cricket's farewell tunes.
-Elizabeth Ellen-Long
misery...or comedy?
Oct. 2nd, 2025 11:54 pmtalking to family members is so godamn surreal. like, oh my god how could i have ever lived like that? in a house of so much pain and misery? sometimes i forget all that i came from. im so mean to myself, thinking i should know better.
( tw?? father behaviour?? )( tw x2 what do you MEAN the death eaters were right? )
i am proud of myself for getting through today.
on the agenda for tomorrow:
take myself out on a date to motivate myself to finish my homework?
( tw?? father behaviour?? )( tw x2 what do you MEAN the death eaters were right? )
i am proud of myself for getting through today.

on the agenda for tomorrow:
take myself out on a date to motivate myself to finish my homework?