#pumpkiny

The best way to enjoy this chocolatey, pumpkin-flavored, and creamy fall beverage is with whipped cream and a cinnamon stick.

My Autumnal mantelpiece is now way more pumpkiny after a raid on Rowena’s room! #celebratetheseasons #autumnal #pumpkiny #lovewhereyoulive (at Edinburgh of the South) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_qz2DbJzYz/?igshid=1jz3wvcbbmkz3

@saratogaapple #saratogapple #applepicking #fallfamilytradition #pumpkiny#froggy1003 (at Saratoga Apple) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpKJlCnge_z/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1045447e1e9x1

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It's cold and dark, Especially in your heart when Midnight strikes. It swallows your soul and eats you whole, The deafening tick tock that makes you sweat. It demands more and more, For warmth and sweetness when there's none left to find and none left to give. It's dark and cold, When you're hope is wrinkled and old, Mixing a bitterness that they say they're too young for. The tocking and ticking as midnight strikes beats you black and purple, The cold of loneliness making the bruises their only source of warmth. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick... What'll happen if their bitterness ends them 'fore Midnight strikes.

I want a lot of things, Little things though they seem pretty stupid, But I still want them none-the-less. I only want a few things, Just a few that seem important, But some may still come off as rather dumb. It's a want that's material, Emotional more so I suppose, Just to have a special connection, Where something is ours. Where the stars shine only for us, And a certain connection that's only for us; Something that makes us smile and resonates as well. I want one thing, I guess that's what it boils down to. I want to feel loved, And to look at something and say tenderly, "Babe, that's you and I."