flyboy.

i’m not answering that.

that’s fine. talking to myself is good too. because the only one i have to rely on, the only one i know in this wild place, is actively ignoring me in favor of my droid.

and all the people i talked to dropped off the face of the planet...

big things have been shaking out since i first made a tumblr. i’m picking even more grey hairs out of my head now. i got a whole year older. great stuff.

love it. love using low quality images of myself to represent my social media presence.

it’s like someone showing me a picture of my mother i’d never want to see.

please don’t show me the leia pinups while i’m searching for x-wings. please. i would rather see a pinup of kylo ren himself. 

actually it’s not just my brain. i’ve got full body aches and they’re all from the same thing.

brain pain.

sometimes you try and shotgun your beautiful, beautiful boyfriend and he chokes and coughs all the smoke back into your eyes.