honey.

she tasted like honey and whiskey, and like sin. the honey was sweet, of course; the whiskey calmed my soul; but the sin, my god, the sin. i became drunk on her sin. lennon stella,19.

[oflenncns]

“ i’ve had about three hours of sleep in the past two days, and yet i still somehow feel like i could run a marathon right now. “ the brunette let out a light giggle, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she spoke. “ though that could only be because of the two energy drinks i just had, and i'll probably ending crashing soon. “ 

[thegoldenhouse]

[indicresources]

[oflenncns]

tag dump.