#up high

Tau Ceti is farther away, so it took me 36 years to start the war over updog.

My blog is about honesty, but who cares about that hu? I guarantee you this post will get maybe three likes or none. It‘s fine. I‘m doing this for me I guess?

Honesty? I feel really sad about my life right now and instead of facing it I look at pictures of her and get even sadder. She deserved so much more happiness in her life because she was such a wonderful person.

Honestly, how would I know? I didn’t know her. Pretty pathetic, hu? Still, sometimes she makes me happy — thinking about knowing her, what a cool person I think she was. Sometimes I wonder if she would have liked me…

What does it matter though? She‘s gone and I‘ll probably delete this post tomorrow morning because I can’t bear the honesty.

I should focus on reality instead of hiding behind headcanons and fanfiction.