Carrie Fisher’s my patron saint now. Patron Saint of addicts, mood disorders, and loud women. I just decided. I’m gonna build another shrine.
I second this motion. Canonize Space Mom.
Our Lady of Growing Old Disgracefully
me in 2017 getting buff, staying hydrated, shit talking trump, and taking my medication: this is all for you carrie
btw even drug addicts deserve welfare lmao most your tax dollars go to supporting warfare overseas and nuclear costs. welfare hardly puts a dent into all the other shit this country wastes its money on. help addicts live long enough to get clean & support programs to help them
humanize drug addicts. theyre people just like you. you are no better than them.
if you live in canada or scandinavia or the UK or western europe, you are not different from us. your country has the same ugliness. your country has the same fascist sentiment bubbling under the surface, if it hasnt shown itself already (because a lot of you have actual fascists in your national legislatures!). you don’t get to look at us today and ask what’s wrong with our society.
Same for Australia, where we lock asylum seekers up in cruel conditions and our far-right nationalists were popping bottles for Trump.
When do you feel your best? Oh it depends, I like craftsmanship, so I really love this great outfit I wore to my last premiere that again for me was just evocative of, I wanted to look like, I told my stylist, I was like, ‘Let’s just go for a Nashville country singer that’s on his way to Miami in a [Chevrolet Bel Air], and then became a hit-man for the mob and lives in Little Cuba. We came up with this f—ing bitchin’ little outfit that I loved and so it could be that. Or it could be an Armani tailored suit that I spent hours working with with Isaac, my favorite tailor, taking out the ins and outs of the shape of the lapel, the length of the lapel, the location of the button. It could be my favorite pair of Edmonds jeans with my new favorite sneakers, these Common Project retro high tops. It just really depends. For me, it’s mostly anything that makes me smile, you know?
Happy 36th Birthday Christopher Whitelaw Pine!
It’s not just Trump that gained power tonight.
It’s the man on the bus touching me, thinking he had a right to my body.
It’s the man who called me a fat cow for telling him to watch where he was going because he almost ran me over.
It’s the saleswoman yelling “WHY DONT YOU SPEAK MY LANGUAGE” to a Muslim man.
It’s my mom telling my sister being gay is a phase.
It’s my classmates saying women wearing revealing clothes are “asking for it”.
When you give one bigot power, you give all of them power.
unpopular harry potter opinion: canon
it could be revealed that trump literally murdered and ate his own grandmother and people would still vote for him
“well she was a nasty woman. got herself murdered and eaten. probably asked for it.”
