A baby with Dolly Parton’s lipstick on their forehead acrylics scratching their back napping under a wig that smells like amber and vanilla. and God wasn’t a woman oh I’m sure
just a reminder that being upset over a celebrity’s death is not parasocial in any way. these are real people that made real art that impacted you. you are allowed to mourn & grieve something special to you
My country is collapsing under Fascism and racism, Trans people are being targeted, genocides are happing all over the globe while the Earth slowly melts in front of our eyes and all the pure souls of the world of art and film die but that pedophile fuck can run free