madeinwonderlnd:

… and it  e n d u r e s

                           till the  e n d   o f   t i m e .

_{i nearly got it wrong. that was you,  m y   f r i e n d  - making me scared. making me feel like a bloody idiot. […] don’t you ever tell me to mind my language, don’t you ever tell me to take the stabilizers off my bike and don’t you dare lump me in with all the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable. you walk our earth, doctor. you breathe our air. you make us your friend, then that is your moon too and you can damn well help us when we need it.}