âAre we just friends if itâs your breath on my neck late at night or if itâs our laced fingers beneath your covers? How tightly do we need to be pressed against each other before you admit that you arenât doing this for warmth? How many times does your thumb need to brush my lips before we realize that weâve gone too far?â
â tara love / this. this is too far. (via ink-and-oceans)


















