Fati was born in 1989. A couple of days ago her doctors told her she has less than a year to live. Today, as we were laughing about ridiculous childhood memories, and discussing new experiences she hopes to cram into her life, I asked her who is the one person she wishes she could meet. “Taylor. Obviously…! But that’s kind of impossible.” I accepted the challenge. @taylorswift I wish you would ✨✨✨ You will love her- she is hilarious, inspiring, and incredibly strong. #longlivethelookonyourface To read Fati’s story and donate funds (with leftover going to Ewing’s Sarcoma research) please go to: https://www.gofundme.com/team-fati@taylornation
Thank you to everyone who has shared this so far. ♥️ Fati’s cancer is unfortunately spreading aggressively and we don’t know how much time she has. She had planned to go to Thailand for a final NYE with her friends but cannot travel and is in hospital in LA at the moment. PLEASE reblog and tag @taylorswift@taylornation to help me bring my friend a dose of happiness in this difficult time. For me, Long live has been the one thing I run to when I’m feeling any of the rollercoaster emotions and thoughts that come with this- it makes me realize how important what you do is Taylor, and I want to say thank you for that. 🖤Here is Fati’s letter to her 18 y.o. self that she wrote a few months ago after her new prognosis: https://www.cbsnews.com/news/note-to-self-chef-fatima-ali/
working with children is a wild fucking experience yall. this morning at work one of our second graders got my attention and was like “you know what word my mom told me not to say? PUSSY.” and i was like “then why did you just say it??” and she went “i dunno” and then dabbed
