Work :/

I'm literally dreading tmr because i've gotta go in for a busy shift. I'm a volunteer at a second-hand store so it's not too bad, but i don't get paid; really the only reason i'm there is for more retail experience, since nobody wants to hire me (can't imagine why).

Honestly the best part of it is finding cute clothes and looking at the old dolls. You can always tell when there's a story behind a porcelain doll; an inherited darling from a grandparent deemed 'too creepy' to keep around, shoved in a donation box. I'm sweet as pie at work, but it seriously pisses me off that someone could abandon such beautiful creatures..

Today's tidbit:

Dolls and Angels are cut of the same cloth <3