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*me taking my meds*: Carrie Fisher would want me to

listen, if you’re ever having a hard time and you just want to give up, think about space mom and how proud she would be of you just for fighting

Carrie Fisher definitely wants you to stay alive to tell the world to fuck off one more time. If spite keeps you alive, embrace it.

This post just reminded me I had a pill I need to take, so thanks, Carrie.

Our Blessed Rebel Queen by lindsayvanek

“Our Blessed Rebel Queen and Lady of Alderaan, Carrie Fisher. An
inspiration to us all, let her glowing radiance shine down upon you.”

Hail Carrie, full of sass.
The Force is with thee.
Blessed art thou among Rebels,
and blessed is the fruit of thy struggle,
Resistance.

Holy Carrie, look down from above,
Watch over us rebels,
and remind us to take our meds.
Amen.

Oh my god as a Catholic I have to say I love these last additions and that picture is making my reconsider the design for my Carrie Fisher tattoo

i love how carrie fisher veneration always comes back to: take your meds, stay alive, flip the world off

I got this print for Christmas and I’m gonna print out that prayer and hang it underneath like a museum placard.

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I had a dream last night that carrie fisher handed me a letter that said “kids like you are why I have hope for the future…just relax!” and when I finished reading it she flipped me off…you can’t convince me that that wasn’t carrie fisher’s actual ghost chilling in my mindscape…telling me to chill the fuck out….flipping me off….

when i’m having a bad time with mental illness or stressed or just sad i think of this and you should too…carrie fisher’s ghost is in our corner…

When I find myself in times of trouble
Spacemom Carrie comes to me
Flips me off, and loves me:
Let it be

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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

“It is the feast day of the Fisher Saint. This powerful figure is portrayed as a woman haloed by twin suns, holding a dog. She is the patron of sufferers of mental illness, scriptwriters, and generals. The details of this saint’s life have conflated with many legends, but most accounts agree that she drowned in moonlight at the end, and the world mourned her passing.”

– from The Hidden Almanac for 2016-12-28