john lennon is my best friend bc he's made up of three of my core tenets: depression perceived thru a lens of pretension. kinda sucking as a human being. wiiiiiild body image issues.
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john lennon is my best friend bc he's made up of three of my core tenets: depression perceived thru a lens of pretension. kinda sucking as a human being. wiiiiiild body image issues.
Stella's Command - it's a bad intro from ruth's perspective btw
I looked around at the crowds of people and shuttered. I hated sitting in the forum, but no matter how much I hated it, you weren’t allowed anywhere else. I had picked the dirty table in the back since no one liked it and never came near. Guess it was my lucky day though, because just as I took a bite of my sandwich somebody tapped my hood.
“Hey! You’re Ruthanne, right?” I looked up to see who it was but then I heard a girl shout from behind my harasser.
“Oh my gods– I am so sorry for her! She doesn’t mean to be a bother!” I saw them both and quickly recognized them, but that gave me little relief. They were from my old school. It was a religious private full of rich nepo-babies, and I'm not saying I wasn’t one myself but I still don’t like entitled rich kids. Some of them weren’t too bad though, since the school was connected to a private orphanage under the same name– it was all in the same district– and those kids had nothing, so they had nothing to be entitled about. The girl who was shouting happened to be one of those un-lucky kids, Her name is Sariha Agape Fernandez. The one who was bugging me was her sister, Rebecka, but everyone that knows her just calls her “Becka”, or “Becks”. I’ve always been quite fond of Sariha, but I thought the pair of them was a bit silly to see. Even though Becka was 4 years younger, she was almost a foot taller than Sariha. I thought that sariha would drag Becks away, but after she frantically searched the room, I quickly realized what she had.
She spoke in a low, quiet voice, “Can we.. sit here?”.
They must have been looking for a spot the entire period since the forum filled up quick. I knew that resisting and being a prick would do me no good, so I begrudgingly let them sit with me. I thought it would be awkward but Becka sure was chatty, she went on asking Sariha about all of her classes and I silently listened. I suppose I enjoyed the company, just a little.
“So, Ruthanne! What have you been doing? I haven’t seen you in any clubs or around the halls.”
I really didn’t want her to go looking for me throughout the day, so I gave her a vague answer and continued eating. But she was persistent.
“You used to be in the student council, didn’t you?” Becka leaned in closer, “Why’d you leave it?”
“Gods Becks- my mum was the only reason I did it in the first place!” I didn’t mean to say it that loud. The words seemed to echo around me but when I looked to see if anyone else heard, it seemed as if no one did. I wish I could have screamed it to the world though, telling everyone that I hated her, but that’s not something you can do where I lived. A town where everyone knows your last name, what you were wearing at your kindergarten graduation, and who was at your 12th birthday party, you just can’t say you hated Jaine Abbotts.
She was a greedy, powerful woman who had her grimy hands on half of the town. However, no matter how hard I pleaded, everybody saw her as the perfect business partner, wife, and innovator. So I learned to shut my mouth and be perfect too, at least on the outside. I always needed to get the “Perfect grades” and be “Quiet and respectful”. Looking back on it, it’s strange how even when I was in urgent care a year ago, neither mum nor dad came. Only Sariah ever visited.
When I looked back at her, Sariah looked to be chewing her ear off. I could only imagine it was because of her question, though I understood she didn’t mean to offend…
“alduin is the eater of worlds!” this & “you must destroy alduin that’s your destiny” that. have we ever considered maybe he would just like a good pet & ear scratches?
wtf do you mean tybalt is in ts4 but mercutio isn’t? if there isn’t tycutio what’s even the point?
that being said: this situation makes me want to write an angst one shot of sims 4 tybalt feeling like he’s missing something (mercutio) but not knowing what it is
but at the same time do I really want to give the sims 4 my time, effort, and energy?
Amy Winehouse vs Paparazzi
Markus vs Connor
do you ever want to go somewhere else to stimulate ur brain but u know no matter where you go on this earth all is the same and you’ve seen it all before ?? i feel like everywhere u look Everyone Is Same. i miss the Before.
I could watch this 100000 times