“I don't want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.”
“But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
“I want God, I want poetry, I want danger, I want freedom, I want sin.”
“I don't want to be interesting. I want to be good.”
“I want to make you happy. I want to give you the wolrd. I want you to be proud of me. I want to comfort you. I want you to comfort me. I want to hold you when your scared. I want you to hold me when I'm scared. I want to make you laugh. I want to make you blush." Leaning in, he whispered, "I want to make you scream.”