Oh a wingworthy fic is clawing its way out of my body I can feel it coming
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Oh a wingworthy fic is clawing its way out of my body I can feel it coming
jem celebrates his promotion with a night on the town ft an old friend and a couple of overpriced ridgeports! inevitably, the conversation turns towards a certain impending proposal, which darrel seemed less than enthused by.
(although, i think it might just be because he wants his old spellcaster buddy back. i still get the impression that my glimmerbrook sims are mad at me for never sending jem over to visit. oh well.)
if you are visiting Australia for vacation or something and you’ve never been here before I’m going to save your ass:
walk on the left side of the path. not the right. the left. it’s for your safety and our peace of mind.
why is trying to catch up on sleep in the evening almost worser than not doing any catching up at all
“He’s a vampire, I can totally tell. My ex Lord Byron told me about them and he cannot fool me”
Alexandre Dumas, the Count of Montecristo
As much as I love playing the historical stories on choices, I struggle so much because I'll see a woman's hair being worn down and I start frothing at the mouth
tried a red wine and now have a faint feeling of heart burn kffbdjdb