*serious voice* My name's Liz and I am a fangirl. I have lots of interests and the occasional hobby here and there. I feel I must warn you that I enjoy many shows/movies/books/things so this blog will have lots of things. But most importantly, my dogs :)
Some asshole called my house tonight asking if we were still looking for my dog Chispita. My mom was the one that answered the phone and she told him yes. So the first thing he asks is how much we’re willing to pay for the dog because he knows where she is. He said that the only way he feels he can “talk” to the family that has my dog and get them to return her depends on how much we were willing to pay. My mom said that right now we’re not well enough economically to offer up much money but we were willing to give him $50.
This fucking douche bag then proceeds to say ‘only $50?’, mulls it over, and then says that he’ll call back.
WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU!?!?!?!?!?!
I applaud people who get up and get dressed because I stay in my pajamas all day unless I’m going out
High School: Look down, look down, you'll always be a slave; look down, look down, you're standing in your grave
Graduation: Now bring me prisoner 24601, your time is up and your parole's begun, you know what that means
Yes, it means I'm free!
i hate when I’m suddenly flooded with a case of the feels