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It’s been a while since my last post but I’m back and I need your help! So, someone super close and dear to me is struggling with her health right now. And the medical bills are piling up real quick. Her name is Patricia, Patsy, and she has non-smokers lung cancer. Patsy is a fighter. A true, humble and loving human being and I want to help her anyway I can.

She’s been fighting this for nearly a year and a half now. Her spirits always high, she hadn’t stopped working, even during chemotherapy, and her kids are her number one priority. Simply put, she is awesome. The kind of person you can laugh with, cry with and just sit with. I am absolutely devastated for her and her family because she is my family. Please, it would mean the world to me if you could reach out & donate. No amount is too small. Thank You All. Truly. From the bottom of my heart.❤ Love you! 😙

Liz

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Charnette, thank you so much for your donation! Such a big heart and dear friend :)

went to see her this weekend everyone wanted to basically say their goodbyes it was difficult and a painful reminder of when my dad was in the ICU and passed away shortly after we held her hand told her we loved her made her laugh a bit... reminisced...cried the cancer spread to her stomach and bones she's tired and told us so but it's her spirit that wants to rest that I know anyway she held on waited till every last person saw her and then about an hour later was placed on life support my heart hurts and I'm still pissed cancer won but she's suffering and deserves rest and peace :' please if you can make a donation reblog and share every little bit will help Patsy's family thank you! <3

It’s been a while since my last post but I’m back and I need your help! So, someone super close and dear to me is struggling with her health right now. And the medical bills are piling up real quick. Her name is Patricia, Patsy, and she has non-smokers lung cancer. Patsy is a fighter. A true, humble and loving human being and I want to help her anyway I can.

She’s been fighting this for nearly a year and a half now. Her spirits always high, she hadn’t stopped working, even during chemotherapy, and her kids are her number one priority. Simply put, she is awesome. The kind of person you can laugh with, cry with and just sit with. I am absolutely devastated for her and her family because she is my family. Please, it would mean the world to me if you could reach out & donate. No amount is too small. Thank You All. Truly. From the bottom of my heart.❤ Love you! 😙

Liz

xfiles fans GoFundMe cancer survivor life has been nuts lately and I miss you all but I'm back now promise :')

Remember in 2013 when all of the XF fandom was freaking the fuck out–together!–over the 20th Anniversary of their favorite show & of the re-emergence of David and Gillian? We were so young then, so naive, so blinded by the chemistry cloud of pure gillovny goodness. Damn, we were spoiled back then. We had a scruffy Duchovny wearing his oversized heart on his sleeve and a healthy, toothy Anderson fawning over her lovable ‘Chewie’ (aka her Schmoopie). It was all costar fun but with a definite, heavy undertone of intimacy and love. It was palpable. It was genuine. It was two people being themselves, expressing a bond that grew strong, all in one day, one moment, twenty-something years ago, in the rain and mud.

I miss that excitement. That promise. That glorious energy of our sexy duo sharing deep affection and concern for each other. David was FINEEEEEE. Gillian all a glow. Beautiful head of hair on both…no Mo. No PM. No intrusive extra fans trotting the globe, stalking D&G’s every move. We had fun as a fandom. We talked xfiles, fanfic and posted beautiful, smiley photos of David and Gillian totally gazing at one another like the Sun’s rays be shinning out their gorgeous asses. Yeah. I miss those simplier times. I miss seeing D and G happy. In their own element. No falseness. No emptiness. No PR bologna. All pure unadulterated joy and no creepy old man vibes whatsoever. The flirting. The clandestine photoshoots. The love. The spark. All of them masterful and silly af GillyBean tweets. Yes, it was a golden age, my friends. And sorry to say it is over now. Must have been love but it’s over now.