Years ago the mother of a friend of mine was diagnosed with terminal cancer. As her dying wish she decided to go to Dollywood. Pause to consider how rad this is, please.
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Thankyou. So, she went to Dollywood, soaked up wonderful Dolly goodness like this:
And then: WENT INTO REMISSION. This is a true story. Dolly cured her cancer.
Earlier this year two young people I know and love were diagnosed with cancer. I made them both compilations of Dolly tunes, and just recently the news has come through that they have both gone into remission too! Sure, the chemo may have played a played a small part but we all know it was Dolly who saved them.
Everyday this month I have cried. I just can't shake it. I am on anti-depressants and have blamed everything from the moon to alcohol to end-of-the-world doomsday signs (I like to mix my depression with a good dose of anxiety and paranoia). Today I self-medicated with a full album of Dolly Parton and I'm still fucking sad. Mental health breakdowns are horrible and when even Dolly doesn't help times are really scary.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
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Hang in there :)
Maybe someone needs to give you the Dolly for it to work properly: http://sg.pandora.com/wf/click?upn=MBt-2BZOsK1q8G3PeYUymlCDsDYOIP-2BgMtwJQuao5UH7XokMi6nG5zi-2FXPUiq8xtdwJT7vt0zNIeu5cKvWiAVqTkpiongp9DuDuERdjB0rIdo-3D_5f-2Bd4q1PcRT2xbSmEyp-2BS784o1-2Fzgs-2BQ0NwUOt-2F0BZSjRxLTZ181t7pzFmYmQBPnbbwKoxmDVDzqmtAnsP-2FLyh8Pfv-2FRGQMSLYyVE159WRUcM4WYVedrWfTmi1-2FT7WpoltIhPEnHV-2Fn7BybrHlPlhOkx-2FHKDFjaD5CWP8-2FMCHhyjNGYKY4-2F9kQ-2F11N8madXDtoHV-2FmICVA0mt3cGd5xHiQ-3D-3D
Aw ♥
You're right! Feelin a little better already
FUCKEN retard
Never, in all my internet wanderings, have I ever felt the desire to type this before: LOL!
lololol
Thanks, Anonymous, your mindless dickery has cheered me up no end.
I thought I was the only feminist Dolly fan on the planet :-)
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