Jul 11
Something is wrong 🤨
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Something is wrong 🤨
WIP
. . . creating the spaces for what’s about to unfold
not just rooms… but fragments of something that hasn’t been told yet
every detail matters every corner holds something
this is where it starts
🎧 do i wanna know?
Who knows what went down at that party…
yes I changed my gshade preset AGAIN im stuck between two and idk which one I like more
𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯 🌺,
𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥𝘴. 𝘋𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘖𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳-𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘖𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘺.
𝘕𝘰𝘸 21 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘯 𝘔𝘺𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘰(𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬), 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘥é 𝘕𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘱𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘉𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘴.
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 @farfallasims 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘥 (𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯)
Just A... : A Sim Song Story
♪♪♪
Her name is Noelle O-phelia
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell--
I got gym class in half an hour!
Oh, how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby!
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby!
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me!
Ooo - ooo - ooo - oooooo
♪♪♪ *
Her boyfriend's My brother's a dick
He brings a gun to school He sucks the fun at school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth:
He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC a big truck
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby!
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby!
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me?
Ooo - ooo - ooo - oooooo
Oh yeah! Dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh yeah! Dirtbag!
No, she he doesn't know what he's missin'
♪♪♪
Man, I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walkin' over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she do they give a damn about me?
"I've got two three tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me us Friday, don't say 'maybe';
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you."
Ooo - ooo - ooo - ooooo
Oh yeah! Dirtbag!
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh yeah! Dirtbag!
No, she he doesn't know what he's missing
--iinnngg aaahhoouuwwwoaaaaah
♪♪♪
“Raya?” Sawyer asks gently. She slowly turns to look at him, “there’s something I haven’t told you. I keep having these dreams… except they don’t feel like just dreams.” He edges closer to her, “you know you can tell me anything.”
“I don’t believe this baby is entirely human…” and then she tells him. All of it. The night the dreams started, that she knows she sounds crazy, but her time in Strangerville has proved the craziest of things are entirely possible.
And when it’s all said in done they don’t talk about it again, they don’t need to because he’s already said the only thing that matters. “I believe you.”
Millie heads downstairs to get dinner started when she sees Beau already chopping the veggies. He makes a tasty spread and when she gets up to start the dishes, he insists. They then stay up late talking about anything and everything.