THIS BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
-Was RAPED along her best friend while her husband was tied up and forced to watch.
-Was diagnosed with uterine CANCER
-Had to get a DIVORCE because her husband was gay
What did she do about it all?
-Create a television show with her ex based on their divorce and friendship that still holds strong.
-Laughs just as hard today as she has in the past.
-Fights for the rights of the gay and lesbian community
-Works for the U.S. State department for the Public Diplomacy Envoy for Women’s Health Issues.
-Launched the ‘Cancer Shmancer’ movement, a non-profit organization dedicated to ensuring that all women’s cancers be diagnosed while in Stage 1, the most curable stage.
-Has won the following awards: Jon Wayne’s Institute’s Woman of Achievement award, Gilda Award, City of Hope Woman of the Year award, Hebrew University Humanitarian award, Albert Einstien’s College of Medicine’s Spirit of Achievement Award, City of Hope’s Spirit of Life Award, and the ”My Aid Award” for her achievements in support of cancer prevention and rehabilitation.
-She has been cancer free for 12 years.
Now tell me she is not an AMAZING Woman.
When people say they “Hate her” because of her voice, I just want to punch them straight in their faces.
I LOVE FRAN DRESCHER
It’s not even her real voice
Am i the only one who thinks Fran’s shrill, nasally comedy voice is in fact adorable and sexy?
How did some homophobic douche like Chuck Norris ever become the go-to “badass” internet meme when Fran Drescher existed?
I can’t not reblog this. I can’t.
I knew about the show being based on her actual marriage. Didn’t know about any of the other stuff though. Whoa.
Photograph of Three Marine Corps Women Reservists, Camp Lejeune, North Carolina, 10/16/1943
American Indian women too have joined the fighting forces against Germany and Japan. These three are members of the U.S. Marine Corps. They are [left to right] Minnie Spotted Wolf of the Blackfeet, Celia Mix, Potawatomi, and Violet Eastman, Chippewa.
I really want there to be a musical theater convention where people cosplay as different Broadway characters. And there are different panels to talk about new musicals that are coming out or just came out. And every night there is a giant party where instead of playing techno or pop they play Les Mis, Next to Normal, and Guys & Dolls.
it’s a party
y’all dont wanna be crying at a party
they gonna be playing jersey boys and hairspray and rock of ages
“Obviously I’ll never be in anything with the commercial success that Harry Potter has but then again neither will anyone else.”
I think relationships in general are over romanticized like at the end of the day I’m pretty sure a good relationship is just two people who know how to hang out and talk to each other, not whether or not they can right all your wrongs or paint a picture of a thousand suns with the breath from your lungs or some shit.
Today I went to Tim Hortons and the guy I like was working. The only way I could describe his expression would be to say his face lit up. He then glanced outside to see what the weather looked like before saying, “Ice Capp?”
I grinned and said, “yes please” while I waited. He told me that I was…
What it would look like if the Orion Nebula was a distance of 4 light years away.
3/∞ Favorite pictures of Natalie Dormer
You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people.
She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away.
When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet.
In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her.
You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper.
You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.