Don't let the end of the stars mark the end of the universe. The reason they gave us such happiness is not so much what they did, but what they inspired. Let that inspiration still burn brightly even in the darkest times and no matter the dark imaginations that stand before us we will remember those lessens and persevere.
A lot of fuckery in 365 days is enough to say "fuck this year". A lot of shit happened in 2016, in my life, business and academic life, so if I add that to all the crap that happened in my city, state, Mexico and the international scenario that affects me in one way or another, yeah, I' going to say 'fuck 2016'.
In that case I would suggest to be prepared because next year it will be A LOT HELL WORSE. Hiding it won't make all bad stuff cease to exist... or stop the large amount of celebrity deaths to come.
I read somewhere that openly venting anger is actually healthy for you. SO LET US CURSE THIS GODDAMNED YEAR IN PEACE!
To me, it doesn't matter if next year (2017) are also going to die multiple celebrities. It just doesn't matter to say that this year was shitty in that regard and also for me. The biggest loss is probably Bud Spencer for me and for others it may be Prince. The point is that these persons are shaping our lives to an important extent. We connect something with these people and 2016 died a lot of those people we don't really know personally, but we have memories of these actors, singers and so on. That said: One shouldn't compare years with each other and especially not in such a way that it will cause more fear that something is lost and that was part of your life. I'm done with 2016 and don't want to think what might happen in 4 and the following days of 2017...
Carrie Fisher was really too young and sweet to go, but the demons of her coked youth caught her up. Her soul will reach the stars above and become one of them, because that is the way of things, the way of the Force.
From a certain point of view, what makes her death even more saddening is that Luke will never reunite neither with Leia nor with Han.
It's sad, very very sad. Carrie Fisher, legendary actress, immortal icon, drowned in silver moonlight and strangled by her own brassiere. May the force always be with you.
I woke up from a nightmare yesterday where I was being chased by a psychopath whose car was pimped to look like something out of a poor man's Twisted Metal. Carrie's death is the very first thing I see on my News Feed once I'm wide awake. I thought the nightmare was over, but no. 2016 decided we didn't have enough, so it gave us a "late Christmas present".
At this point, it might as well be twenty-sickteen
Oh my fucking god...you're kidding right? One day after her daughter, that is just too tragic.
Although, it can be thought of a bit of mercy that Carrie is spared having to go through such a thing and touching to know mother and daughter will at least be together now, it is still heartbreaking especially since it seems as if it came from the loss of her daughter.
Jesus Christ, this is just too much man. Too much.