The HeadSimma

A sims and whatever else I feel like blog.

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When a nigga call you baby in a deep raspy voice

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When a baby call you nigga in a deep raspy voice

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@ya-man-darius LMFAOOOOOOO

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nature

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Gong Soo Ah

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Kung Pao shrimp spaghetti. [1067x1198]

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Calvin And Calvin

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3 types 

aries: 1st type - cute, bubblegum eternal child  2nd type - impulsive antagonist  3rd type - seductive risk taker 

taurus 1st type - earthy artist  2nd type - mature and maternal figure  3rd type - gluttonous pleasure seeker 

gemini 1st type - childlike clown  2nd type - sophisticated socialite / academic  3rd type - disorganised basket case 

cancer  1st type - aggressive, moody sensitive  2nd type - empathetic counsellor  3rd type - martyred worrier 

leo 1st type - exuberant performer  2nd type - wants to save the world  3rd type - hates themselves openly 

virgo 1st type - self critical nervous wreck  2nd type - cool and composed problem solver  3rd type - exemplary server 

libra 1st type - lonely, dependant, and sensitive relationship seeker 2nd type - formidable leader, justice seeking and moral 3rd type - airy flirter and artist 

scorpio 1st type - brooding, silent, angry at the world, unstable  2nd type - curious, fascinating emotional lover, interested in the world and complex  3rd type - powerful magnetiser, arousing and seductive 

sagittarius  1st type - uncontrollable and impulsive trickster  2nd type - philosophical and wise guide  3rd type - travel hungry, life absorbing wanderer 

capricorn 1st type - consumed labourer, contributing and sacrificial  2nd type - lazy and lethargic, melancholic and paranoid  3rd type - regal leader, success story, overcomer of obstacles with grace 

aquarius  1st type - introverted and misunderstood outsider  2nd type - playful child, interested by everyone and everything, cool and kind 3rd type - eccentric madman, drunk professor 

pisces  1st type - spiritual temple, compassionate comforter  2nd type - addicted daydreamer incapable of dealing with reality  3rd type - gossipy trickster, two faced and complex 

-C.

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So I told DeMarco and he did the right thing, No shotgun necessary! (though I keep it handy anyways lol..

He’s so romantic... says he wants to make his father proud.He passed away a few years back. He tells me his dad would’ve loved me.

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....Lets Just Say This The Middle.

Yup, Thats me. Staring at my toilet like its ready to eat me...

My name is Vera... And I’m SUPPOSED to be attending SanMyshuno University this year.

I attended ! ..... 3 classes, and met this really hot music major named Demarco Ochoa..

We went on one date...JUST ONE. and man...he got me..

He got meee goooooooood....

Which kinda brings me full circle; back to the used pregnancy test floating face up in my toilet...

“positive”..... F****!!!!!!!

[postingwhileblack]

shout it for the people in the back

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Hidden Figures (2016) dir. Theodore Melfi 

[yesixicana]

this echoes what white women do today. 

i saw this movie at the theater and the whole theater erupted in laughter. 

this is not funny especially when the majority of the theater was white folks. 

i was so uncomfortable. 

[theheadsimma-blog]

"I'm almost positive you could tell your mom the truth." says Gia, hitting the hookah with a smile. "You slept with him once. Thats not a big deal. And you cut it off well before the question was popped right?" wrong. It has probably just reached 48 hours. "And I mean it's not love is it ? He's not head over heels for you is he?" Teeni thinks back to the text message he'd sent saying something along the lines of 'I can't breathe without you..' and grimaced. Gia noticed. "oookayy... Even if he is in love, so what ? You're not attached to him. You're not pregnant at least!" 'dammit.' Teeni was stuck. She sat for a moment and stared at the floor. The worst will be telling Big Mama. She has always held a special kind of animosity for Teeni. Maybe it was the way she dressed, it might be the piercings and tattoos or a combination of  it all... "I'll go with you when you tell her." Gia smiled, her hand reaching for Teeni's. '.....Damn Gia is cute' Before she knew it that's all her mind could hold. 'She's so cute. Look at that smile,those eyes.' The entire walk home was silence. Teeni fought her own mouth every step of the way "don't tell her she's cute.Don't say it, don't show it." Gia enjoys the night air. The calmness of the world around her as they walked the sidewalk. Teeni's house is in the distance. ... She slowed down. 'Don't say it, don't show it.' Teeni let out a sigh. She unlocked her front door, in attempts to brace herself for the arguments to come. Usually by now she'd be terrified, trembling with goosebumps taking over her body like hives, but not right now. She looked back at Gia and never felt so calm. "Don't think it, don't say it,don't show-" Lips locked.  YOU. You are my sweetest dream. My dessert for breakfast. My safe place. "NOW I KNOW YOU DIDN'T BRING THIS HEATHEN **** INTO MY HOME." says Big Mama.

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The Bowers. (Part 1)

Tyrone is a deadbeat man in a nice neighborhood. He spots a pretty little girl (who might look a little older for her age) unpacking boxes down the road. He decides to himself it's a wonderful day and sets out for his jog... Teeni J had a boy that was her age, rich and ALL the way into her but she somehow seemed so uninterested. She had focused mostly on school, (in hopes to escape the havoc at home) and made friends that she considered close, but no one to share her pillow, her hopes, her dreams with... *Tyrone jogs by* Medina is very protective over Teeni. Now I say protective in ways that she took most of the battles with Big Mama since moving in that day, she sent Teeni out alot. For random things like leftover bread pudding from the restaurant in Newcrest, and many a time to Mel Barr's house across the street. "safe" she'd say to herself when Big Mama crept through the house, fingers crooked up like an old school vampire on the hunt. "safe" she'd breathe, or so she thought. 'Maybe he is too old for me.' Teeni thought after another night at Tyrone's. She looked back at him, turning over away from the light escaping the windows. 'Today is my last day with you.' she said to herself, sneaking down the front doorsteps. The entire day she didn't think of him. Not once, not at all. And she was Glad. She woke up the next morning just fine. Not a care in the world, he hadn't crossed her mind until she found herself buried, head in the toilet heaving; glasses thrown to the corner by the plant. "Teeni I have EXCELLENT news!!" Medina's melodious voice sings through the bathroom door. "whaaaaat" Teeni says in between gags in the best voice she can manage. "You know our nieghboor Tyrone..?Well.. We've been seeing eachother and... well, We're getting married!!" she screams...

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Maybe, meeting you—it was like a first kiss. A kiss like how they described it in books and how they’ve shown it in movies. Something like music without its lyrics, only those beautiful melodies. Something that will make you think of your wonderful dreams. Something that made your feet move up from the ground, that it feels like you’re flying. It’s like magic happening in reality. Meeting you—it feels like being excited about something that’s going happen. It’s like something that gives you mixed feelings, yet in the end, no matter how much it made you nervous, you’re still glad that it happened.

ma.c.a // It Was More Than Nice (via vomitingwords)

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“You know  you’re the only woman I want i my life Medina. You’re the real deal and I want all of that forever.” says Tyronee...

Annd.... well uhh..

Yup.