Aries: spill hot pumpkin spice latte on your crotch Taurus: inadvisable ‘sexy’ trick or treat costume Gemini: bae only refers to you as pumpkin for the month Cancer:at midnight, you turn into one Leo: pumpkin pied in the face Virgo: frolicking in pumpkin patch when a mouse climbs up your pants Libra: punkin’ chunkin’ catapult SLIGHT MISCALCULATION Scorpio: jack o’lantern catches on fire while you’re passed out in a candy coma Sagittarius: carving a pumpkin and you discover worms Capricorn: leave pumpkin in cupboard past halloween…what’s that smell? Aquarius:edward pumpkinhands Pisces:your chest pumpkins smack you in the face while you’re jogging
I loved you, plain and simple. But it wasn’t plain or simple, because you were so much more than plain or simple. You weren’t a soft sunset orange; you burned brighter than an amber flame, and I was drawn to you like a lonely moth is drawn to a front porch light. And it was wrong, it was so damn wrong. But in those moments when we locked eyes, it felt so damn right.
C.B // excerpt from a book I’ll never write // 10.19.15