The Honey Pot

All I could think about now, as night fell, was how much you can love made-up people, and how much you can miss them.

All I could think about now, as night fell, was how much you can love made-up people, and how much you can miss them.

(Source: thethoughtsofsara, via closeskies)

might still want to hug your face, though 

(Source: huntersonahotelbed, via houseofasheroo)