#oc:nasja

[none-of-these-days]

I'm building a home for myself

where doors don't slam

and people don't yell

where the floors can be painted yellow

and the tables can be painted blue

because there is no right way to do anything

except to do it with you

POV: Your sims have f*cked up backstories and you came across a poem that perfectly summarizes the vibe of your gameplay. Aka I'm a sucker for hurt/comfort and found family.

This post probably won't make any sense without context but I had so much fun turning this little idea of mine into reality. Maybe one day I'll have the motivation to fully share my sims backstories. But today is not that day. :D

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Screenshot 1 and 7 are in the present. Screenshot 2 to 6 feature events in the past that shaped the characters to who they are now.

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poem by wordsbycammie

poses by @sciophobis, @sewersims, @herecirmsims, @siimplysims, @simmerika, @starrysimsie, @simmireen