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Yes, but laughing through tears.

Drowned in moonlight, strangled by her own bra, kept in a pill bottle.

She had done some hard living that put some wear-and-tear on her body, and was at the tail-end of a Trans-Atlantic and cross-continental flight. She may not have gotten up to walk around for a really long time, and developed a clot. Older women are especially susceptible to them because of poor circulation, and she

Here’s one I made earlier:

I can’t match this level of brilliance either, but I’ve already started planning my funeral rager.... I’ve already told my friends that if they dare to wear anything tasteful or boring, I’ll come back and haunt ‘em but good. I want people snorting lines off my coffin & dancing on my grave in their tightest,

Things like this almost make it easier to accept/process. For me anyway.

That’s what anyone struggling to read looks like

As a bigger gal myself, I want to create a reality competition to find me love called the Fatchelorette. We deserve love too damn it!

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When I heard Debbie died, one of the first things I thought after the “OMG I can’t believe this!” is that Carrie would be thinking “There goes Mom stealing my thunder.”

If someone called me “smart and soulful and magic” I would get that tattooed in large letters all over myself. What a beautiful thing to say about someone

I didn’t even know Morrissey was gay. I was slow on the uptake, ha!

Although my favorite album is Faith, I loved, loved, loved the performance Michael did for the 2012 London Olympics. To see him pick up an entire stadium and bring them through Freedom was an unalloyed joy, and reminded me again how much I loved him as a singer and performer.

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I’d also like to use this space as a reminder of just how great ‘Fastlove’ was / still is.

Wish her luck, in both quitting and recovery. I can’t imagine how hooked you’ve gotta be to keep smoking post diagnosis. Stay strong!

Hate to be the stereotypical ‘I did it to be cool’, but I hung out with an older crowd in high school, they all smoked so I guess I started for a feeling of inclusion. Being grown now I get it’s a completely shit reason and I’ve mostly kicked it but I do still smoke about a pack every couple weeks. I don’t think

I really hope your sister responds well to treatment. My mother died from lung cancer, the kind that does not come from smoking. Somewhat ironic considering she was almost militant about not smoking. Hell, I didn’t think you could get it randomly like she did.

I want my nieces and nephews to think I am Auntie Mame.

She dressed like a real-life Auntie Mame. And I say that as a compliment, Auntie Mame fucking rocked.

I think their dumb fans are part of the problem. A young coworker tried to tell me that their new Christmas song, Hallelujah, was really good. “Boy, Hallelujah isn’ t a Christmas song. Leonard Cohen died a month ago.” “...” “Leonard Cohen wrote Hallelujah.”

And wee Gary, he was her ES animal,not just a pet, and no one can explain it to him. The idea of him looking for her....