get into me!
But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.
|—||Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via anditslove)|
I loved him the way I loved the moon.
From a distance far beyond, never able to touch him but sometimes he shined a bit brighter than other days and this meant the world to me. He lightened up my darkest days and gave me hope when there was none.