When I remember back far, far
The future was forever shining.
Below the pretty blue sky
We were only frightened a little This window is stained with sorely missed colors. If I keep on looking forward. Will I meet you again?
Because the future really continues on forever. Underneath a large sign
I want to watch time change

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)

(Source: uglypnis)

do you ever go through those phases where you just don’t feel like talking to anyone for a few days and it’s not because you’re mad or anything you just don’t feel like talking???

(Source: clara-oswald)

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