you'd think it was september.
with the colors in array.
but please, let me tell you, this was one december day.
with two lenses and a backpack.
four eyes and a goal.
to take one fragment of winter.
away with every inch of the soul.
One August Day ft. the same cool gal
Tomorrow, at 7:17 precisely, I start my second semester of high school...
you'd think it was september