Freeloader

Noticed that I barely spoke about Autumn. I had such high hopes about spending time together. Such a charmer autumn is, how easily she wraps you around her little finger; came by for a free, sumptious dinner of admiring words on how beautiful, whimsical, refreshing and colourful she is. And without notice, she's out the door, flitting to her next appointment to be gushed, ooh-aahed at.

Fucking Autumn.