Hello. You have just entered the fangirl Hellhole. My name's Lauren and I'm not a very good guide so you're fucked.
I'm a big bundle of weird who acts far more gay than most can handle sometimes.
The way to my heart is Ferrero Rochers, concert tickets and pugs.
The majority of my blog is fandoms, I think mainly Supernatural. Occasionally a post about bands or porn or YouTubers or various other things will appear, but my blog is pretty much all fandoms. ~I regret nothing.~
I talk shit but really I'm not that bad.
I write fanfictions! They're trash and I am trash for writing them but I do it anyway because I can. Check my fanfic tab to find them.
SUPERNATURAL HAS RUINED MY LIFE.
I don't know how anyone survives on that show.
...looking at you, Ghostfacers.
Jacky Vincent and CC are my band babes and you can all fuck off because they're precious <3.
I'm trash but I'm nice so don't leave me on my own pls.
traditional celtic folk music makes me go buck fucking wild. i don’t know what it is, if it’s just in my blood or if it’s a past life or just ‘cause it’s objectively soulful but I hear that fiddle and I immediately transform into this heartbroken irish widow in 1787 with a shawl draped over my shoulders staring over the cliffs of moher, waiting for my ghostly lover to return from sea
being a cashier is so stressful i’ll be like “hi! how are you :^)” and the customer will hand me a screwdriver and say “my granddaughter had a miscarriage this morning” and I’m like …………………..i’m so sorry that’s $2.33
Deadass I once told a customer “Have a nice day!” and he responded that he couldn’t because it was the anniversary of his wife’s murder
This shit drives me crazy its socially inappropriate, but because they know they have you verbally hostage they say whatever they want. I never ask how they’re doing and yet they find it prompted to tell me about their life and every sob story they can muster just because they think they can manipulate me into taking their year old return. I’ve heard sooooo many times “this is the first time I could leave the house since _____” I’ve heard people use deaths, accidents and just illnesses as excuses like they’re life goal was to make this return. Like no I’m sorry I dont write the policy I just enforce it. I’ve had a lady scream and yell and then MOCK me because her life has been bad for the past month so she couldnt make her return that went bad 5 months ago…and my manager was like do whatever you can to give her whatever she wants. So I had to call a hotline for her late online return that she could have called herself but when i told her that, she had to tell me more about her shitty life and then complain about how ridiculous it was that she was waiting…. fucking 40 minutes later I get squared away and she starts crying and thanking me and I’m just like
do teens still go to malls in cosplay?? i haven’t seen any 14 year olds gallivanting around dressed like anime characters in a while. i miss them. come back. i need to know that at least SOMEONE is still having fun
life tip whatever dumb ass name you get siri to call you is what your iphone automatically signs your emails as. i have been applying to jobs for 2 months as queef.
