I am most likely from outer space.
I prefer he/they, but I don't really give many shits at this point if you say "she". If anything, I identify as nothing.
I'm the person who writes things they never publish. I'm the one who can lay on the floor listening to my, or your, favourite song for hours. I'm the one to tell you a tale of space and time, and I'm the one to declare you my love for sci-fi. I don't like people, but I could like you. I'm the one to expect too much and give too little. I'm the one who does a thing, but thinks about another. And I'm most definitely the one to give you a clue, but never an answer.
if yondu were still alive then that battle in wakanda would’ve ended in five minutes tops while no diggity played in the background
Yondu died because he had the most overpowered ability and could solo the entirety of The Avengers without even moving.
#thanos: u shouldve gone for the head :)#yondu: yeets his musical arrow straight thru t hanos’ skull (via @mechalesbian)
I’m sorry, but #yondu: yeets his musical arrow straight thru thanos’ skull is the fucking funniest thing I’ve read all day
Not to be like…controversial or anything but like….jealousy…turning saints into the sea….swimming through sick lullabies…choking on your alibis…
I am the velvet moon, and you are the glistening stars,
you dance in my moonlight, while I hide all of your scars.
“and even today as the sun sets, we are together” (transl.)
can ppl like……… stop having a concept of me in their head ……… no object permanence here…..i only exist when im right in front of you….. no memories allowed. thx for understanding.
