I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say “Hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.
― Augusten Burroughs, Running With Scissors (via moaka)

cestlavieparis:

The Paper Kites - Bloom

In the morning when I wake
and the sun is coming through.
Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness
and you fill my head with you.