I’m not a good flyer, it’s not the fear of plunging to my death from 30,000 feet in a fiery steel death trap, it’s the confined spaces that get me. So to keep from losing it, throwing off my seat belt, climbing over my fellow passengers, and running up and down the isles screaming ‘LET ME OFF LET ME OFF LET ME OFF’ I drew the person next to me; my awesome boyfriend.
This is Joe, he’s pretty fucking fantastic



