go on and deny your heart

next week it’ll be september

Bad news. My heart is broken as I write this.

I am terrified of what will happen next. I feel helpless watching her condition worsen while the cost of treatment is beyond what I can afford.

“…in lieu of flowers, the family asks for donations to be made to Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library” [source: Us]

The real highlight of Dolly Parton’s autobiography was the q&a at the end. I’m obsessed with her answers.

brain, heart: idiot bitches who never know what they want

SADLY, THE TIME WE HAD TO SAVE MY BABY QAIS HAS RUN OUT.

I am begging you as a persecuted mother in Gaza, watching my baby bleed in front of me, unable to stop it. Please donate now and help me save his life before it’s too late.

Stranger Things season 1: beneath the superficial image of “peace and prosperity” in 1980s small-town America, there was the painful legacy of countless atrocities committed by the American government in the name of ‘freedom.’

There’s probably a term that already exists for this but if there isn’t I’m gonna call it ‘Rambofication’ in honor of its probably most well known instance: Rambo First Blood was about a soldier, John Rambo (that’s his actual name I’m not doing a bit), returning home from the Vietnam war, so traumatized by war that he brought the war home with him to a small town, unable to adapt to life without strict military discipline and hierarchy. Subsequent Rambo movies were about how John Rambo was the only supersoldier tough enough and patriotic enough to kill faceless hordes of dastardly foreign commies.