Today I decided to play The Sims 3 again. I haven’t played in ages. This is the state of my household, as I left it:
Mercredi and Donnie Morris are an elderly married couple.
2D is a Simbot built by Mercredi.
Amie is Mercredi and Donnie’s daughter from the future.
April is Donnie’s daughter from his previous marriage with Mercredi’s sister.
Roxanne and Satine are April’s twin ghost daughters. (April fell pregnant after her husband Sam starved to death.)
Also, not part of the household, but the ghost of Mercredi’s uncle Zachariah is currently trailing water all over the kitchen. (He drowned, and now gets to spend eternity in speedos.)
I think I may have to start a new household because I just don’t know what I’m doing with these people. Wow.
Hot Desk by Boys and Girls - supported by giant Jenga blocks and permanent hot air balloons.
“A company called Twisted Image finally started production in February. Their job was to fabricate permanent hot air balloons strong enough to carry the weight of the desk. A new type of rubber composite was used to make balloons that were genuinely air-tight and would never degrade, and Caltech were called upon to supply a Heluim/Hydrogen hybrid gas with an atomic weight 150 times lighter than Helium alone. Ribbons reinforced with Carbo-Titanium (and in pretty colours) were used to secure the table top to the balloons, tied off on an aerospace grade titanium cleat.
Finally, giant Jenga blocks were carved from solid wood and placed on the reinforced floor.”
Source: boysandgirls.ie
cocklordsimone replied to your post: Don’t listen to that anon. I think you look pure and virginal. :Phi fives for might as well be a virgin again *hi5*hahaah not sure that is something worth highfiveing
Well we either pretend to be happy about it or wallow in bitterness and misery.
Actually, tbf, I totally wallow in bitterness and misery about it. Ha.
*Solemn low five*
Source: colourmeunfinished
The other day I went to the Sort of Ex’s house, and on the way there we got to talking about his dog, and I was all ‘oh hey is it gonna jump up at me?’ because I am hella uncomfortable with dogs jumping up at me and dogs I don’t know and stuff, and he was all ‘oh maybe idk’.
Then we get there, and I’m all ‘oh right yeah you always had this dog’ and she is like the mellowest thing ever. She came over,sniffed my hand, and then completely lost interest in me.
So concludes a boring story about how I forgot the existence of my friend’s dog.
[removed ‘what is this eargasm’ picture that gets put on everything]
I wish when people posted things like this they would include, you know, the name of the song somewhere. Even just in the tags. Seriously.
Otherwise I just scroll past thinking ‘What is this? Pfft, whatevs.’
Anyway, it’s an A capella cover of Gotye’s Somebody That I Used to Know, and it’s really good.
(via paragonpaladin)
Source: SoundCloud / Pentatonix
My ex almost certainly saw me bitching about my ex on Twitter.
Whoops.
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Anonymous
YEEAAAAA BUDDY TOTALLY I GOTS ALL THAT FREE STUFF
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Me and my ex girlfriend were at a party. This was a party that happened before we broke up that we didn’t actually go to together in real life. We were dancing, and a particularly awful guy I know started grinding against her. In a fit of jealousy, I pulled her away and started grinding against her in a more excited and sexy way.
The other dude gave up, and then she said “this is so much better than the time I asked you to have sex and you said no” (which is a thing that never happened in real life, but in the dream world we are both aware that I have gone back in time and am revisiting this event in our relationship (that never actually happened)). I said “you wanna have sex right now in my pile of tanks?” and she said “fuck yes.” We then walked into a room which is HER room in real life, but MY room in the dream, tearing clothes off of eachother, and there was a pile of toy plastic tanks. It looked like it would be very uncomfortable to have sex in, so I said “Are you sure you wanna have sex in my pile of tanks? It might be better to have sex in the bed.” Then I looked at the bed, and saw that it was covered in half-finished, extremely intricate lego models of Mario.
I considered for a moment whether I should throw them all off the bed, smashing them to pieces, or pick them off delicately one by one to avoid destroying them, and in that moment I woke up, bonerless.
Source: sexdreamdiary
Source: gboyers
