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Sweet Child o’ Mine :3

Hair - Nightcrawler

Necklace - Leah Lillith

Dress - me

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Reblog if you’re an active simblr!

I’m looking for active simblrs to follow and I think it’s awesome how we have such a large variety and amount of simblrs on tumblr! ^_^

lowkeysimblr

New TS4 Simblr here.

choco-sims

Simblr here

c:

sixpenceee

I hope you find love in 2016.

barbedwirebutterfly-deactivated

I hope you find financial stability, as well, in 2016

fvlani

Also, I hope you get astonishing dick in 2016.

thehyphenn

I hope you find peace in 2016.

kiyahamour-deactivated20181104

I hope you find happiness within yourself in 2016.

expiredgod

I hope you find yourself in 2016.

doppeldonger

Been aching to do some Soriel stuff! (oᴗo) Nothing big though, as I’ve been a bit too busy and tired lately.

cowplantberry

Ah Ahhhhhhh AaAAHHHHHHHH *DEAD*

New set up, will be gaming soon on #TS4

#ts4

My first post in forever I'm back And better than ever

becomingonewithmybed

battisonsgf

thinking abt the iron bull’s dick

somethingsimsrelated

I was ten when she died. Illness had consumed her for over a year, no one knew what was wrong with her, let alone what to give her. I doubt anyone cared enough to try. Her skills brought in valuable trade and equipment, but she was replaceable. Women in the group avoided my gaze, their hands barley brushing my shoulder in with a hint of condolence. I’d tried raiding the stashes of pills and medicines, only to be found and dragged kicking and screaming by my hair back into the filthy room that my mother had now been displaced to. It may have been a blessing the words and symbols on the bottles meant nothing to me, I could have put anything into her system.

The night before she died she pleaded with me to leave her. Run now while I had the chance. She said they’d keep me for the pervert that visited, someone my age could make them a lot of money. At the time I didn’t understand what they meant, and why she was so intent on my leaving. I had nowhere to go, no one to go with. How could I survive on my own with nothing? Surly someone here would look after me?

Coughs racked her body relentlessly for days on end, pain coursed through her. In one last fit of agony a small groan escaped her chapped lips and she slipped back into the mattress. Her hand still gripped mine with intent strength. Ignorance kept me in the room ignoring her wishes, misplaced hope in a hopeless place.