Pumpkin /•᷅‎‎•᷄\੭

People throw dirt on my name, others throw flowers. It's all a garden to me. °❀.࿔

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Introduction

Hello, My name is Pumpkin and this is my blog. If you wanna stay for the pie let me give you a slice. This blog was originally made to tell my story however, I decided that's not worth telling anymore. So lets have fun! Sip your pumpkin spice lattes and join me! Lets start over!

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Pumpkin's Sweet Pie Entry One:

I always knew I was a lover girl but the type of yearning I have for this man is a new level. He came so unexpectedly and I promised myself I wouldn't let myself fall in love again so easily but he's just so amazing. The kind of guy they write books about, the kind of guy in the lines of a poem. He yearns for me as much as I yearn for him. He reminds me of the night sky full of stars, the beauty of rain on the sidewalk. The moon shimmering on water. I want him, desperately. I'd give anything to hear him speak, to hear him laugh. I wanna give him the world. In this storm I stand with my umbrella and raincoat, I am at the heart. I wanna hold his hand as the ground gets shaky, steps uncertain. The threat of slipping but if he falls? I will fall with him. Pick him up with myself. I miss his voice, I miss him. Not hearing him is the worst part, it could be minutes hours or even days but it will all be too long. I just wanna be around him all the time, I wanna be his sunshine. His reason to smile. I love him so much and it aches. I ache for that tall handsome man. I wanna map his tattoos out with my fingers, I wanna kiss him harder than I have ever kiss anyone. I wanna hug him tighter than any hug I have ever given. Hold him and keep him here so he cannot dare drift away. He is my every thought, the air I breathe. My dreams full of him, at the precipice it took just a gentle tap to push me into falling into the massive body of water that is my love for him. He may never read this, but he is holding my heart. That both scares and excites me. He could hurt me so bad and there has been so little time, but what if he's my soulmate? What if this is the very man who will say I do. Marry me and take me in his arms. Vow to me he will be mine forever. I once thought so short ago that I had lost the one for me, but he has only proven I had settled so long with less than I deserve. In a night sky he is the moon amongst the stars, burning the brightest and all I can do is stare at him. I cannot wait until I can hear his voice again, hear him say I love you again. Call me his pretty girl. I ache for it. I love you mister. Don't forget that. Pumpkin, signing out ꨄ︎

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Pumpkin’s SPICY Latte Entry Two:

Oh my goodness, these past few days feel like a fever dream filled with hot voices and sweet whispers. This is exactly where I wanna be in life. By now we have only three remaining bachelors, and they all give me such good attention. I knew I wasn’t ready for a relationship yet and they don’t mind. The only thing they mind is when I’ll next grace them with my pretty voice. I love this attention, This is what I have been missing? If I had known life could be this spicy for me, goodness why would I have ever settled. Mm.. but one of them sticks out so much from the rest. His voice is like cuddling next to a fireplace, like the sweet sound of a thunderstorm. I love every single sweet sound it can make. Who knew I could fall in love with a voice? He speaks and my thighs quiver at the sound. The words.. Good girl. But my stomach gets butterflies by the sound of his whines for me. He has me wrapped around his finger. I eagerly await his calls, eagerly await our conversations that turn so hot. I could talk to him for hours.. days.. weeks.. months.. years.. decades.. centuries. I would never tire of his gentle yet deep audio. I could only imagine the things he would whisper in my ear if we stood there together. Pressed against one another.. I crave him. Like a dehydrated traveler in the depths of a barren desert. I need his water, his hydration. They make me feel like the protagonist of a dark romance novel.. like I am living every girl’s fantasies. My fantasies. All it took for him to make me so weak at the knees.. was to tell me he would love me for me. My pretty bows and flouncy skirts, that I could be the symbol of feminine energy I always wished to be. They all do, they’ll let me be me. Whatever that is.. What else could I ever want?

Now isn’t that a nice spicy latte to sip?

Pumpkin Signing Out ꨄ

[pyrrhuria]

i dont knowwwwww

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Pumpkin's SPICY Latte: Entry one

So, ever since my ex boyfriend and i broke up I have been talking to some guys online. That has been.. something for sure I guess. Things have been getting spicy though, I had no idea how many men love a girl like me until he left and I started looking. These guys and even girls treat me so good, it makes me so glad to be me right now. Is that wrong? Having some intimate fun is definitely worth the hype, but always remembering to keep things safe too. I am definitely eating up this attention though, like so much! Not my exes though, he has been really souring my mood and I am glad I finally cut him off good. It really feels strange being stalked when I'm just trying to live my life after HE broke up with me? Hate me or don't, but we are definitely not getting back together that's for sure. Really grateful that we broke up actually, I never realized just how good I could be treated until after we did. I hope he's glad too, even if he wants to paint that I am obsessed with him. Like focus on your new relationships, not mine. Anyways! Pumpkin Signing out. ꨄ︎