cheerfulcynic
CheerfulCynic
cheerfulcynic

Mother was one of her best performances. That year she was presumed to be a sure thing for an Oscar nomination, and everyone in town was shocked when she was left out.

this. a broken heart is too tragic for me. I know of spouses dying days after each other. I feel it is less a broken heart and more they just don’t want to wait and the shock, age, and emotion are enough to help let them go. I am still sorry for her family and those left behind. but sometimes people are just ready to

That’s exactly what I said when I heard; grief and emotional stress can absolutely cause a stroke, especially in people who are already vulnerable to one (and apparently she’d had a few small ones before).

She fucking better. That one might really break me.

Imagine being twenty-four and losing your mom and your grandmother one day apart. I can’t.

If there is an after life, I like to think Carrie is chiding her mother saying “Jesus, could you not even give me 24 hours before you stole my limelight?!”

“I’m like, if ever there is a time and place to just shut up and let people be, it’s when they’re grieving someone they loved.”

You nailed it. Leia was a revelation and a revolution for so many GenX girls. Hard to describe. There would be no Buffy or Starbuck without her.

Leia is so iconic. Everyone knows that joke about putting the cinnamon buns on your ears and pretending to be her. We’ve lost a part of pop culture today, especially since, unlike other fictional heroes, only one person ever played her and now that person is gone.

Just another brunette who totally gets what you’re saying.

Princess Leia and Ripley were my brunette heroines in a vast sea of vapid 80's blondes. Anyone who can’t understand what they meant for girls of a certain generation can go jump in a lake.

Now if you excuse me, I’m going to go light candles for the continued health and safety of Sigourney Weaver and Betty White.

I’ve been upset and sad about a bunch of the celebrity deaths this year, but this is the first time I’ve been just straight up sobbing. I just don’t want this to be true.

Also, unfriended a person I knew from college who was making fun of people caring about her as Leia. Okay, assface, we get it that you’re above Star

In high school my best friend and I went through a huge 80's phase - I think everyone did, it was the mid-2000's. In addition to Culture Club and that Laura Branigan music video with the disco balls, we got REALLY into Wham! and George Michael.

‘So you scream from behind your. door. Say “what’s mine is mine and not yours.” I may have to much but I’ll take my chances ‘cause God’s stopped keeping score...’ At least he didn’t have to see what’s to come.

It was for an anti-drug and anti-suicide campaign. Kinda ironic for a guy who abused his share and been in a bunch of accidents. RIP George Michael. Freedom is now yours.

Choose Life was actually an anti-drugs campaign in the UK. The modern American interpretation of those shirts is... Unfortunate.

I wore out three copies of “Faith” on cassette - and I work in the industry. George was all that and a bag of chips. RIP brother - you were the real deal.

We were listening to Band Aid in the car on our way to my sister’s house today. I told my daughter each singer’s name as they sang. I fucking loved that sentiment, a charity song.

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And it’s hard to love, there’s so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it’s much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time

I was listening to “Last Christmas” by Wham! when I saw this. This is my favorite Christmas song and now it has a whole new awful meaning. I already despise Christmas and this only makes me hate it even more.