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it’s been about two solid weeks since I found out my secret and I knew it was time to tell Stefon before he caught on and called me out. He had just walked through his door from a long day of trappin and flippin on the streets but I knew there was really no other time to bring the pleasantly unpleasant news. I knew at least if I told him now and the reaction was bad I’d still have enough daylight to make it back to my apartment because I hated traveling through Brooklyn at night. He called out to me to which I answered my location in the house. He met me in the kitchen, shirtless. I sat on the counter, fingers intertwined with a rush of worry on my face. I had taken all the pregnancy tests that I hoarded the past few weeks and set them on the counter beside me. He stepped down into the kitchen and saw my face and his whole aura changed. He hadn’t seen the tests sitting on the opposite side of me yet but he knew something was coming.

He stepped closer to me and greeted me with

“wassup?” “wassup?? That’s how you say hi now? No kiss no nothin just ‘wassup’ huh?” “nah don’t even try to hit me with that. You the one sittin in here all ominous and mysterious and shit like you got somethin bad you finna tell me. Shit I don’t need no more bad news today. I heard one of my niggas down in Bronx got shot up by some fuck niggas and now his whole team fucked up. So honestly I got alotta shit on my mind right now Kala so yeah when I come in the house and you lookin like you got a secret imma say ‘wassup’.” I couldn’t get shit past this dude. He was good at reading people.. I guess that’s what made him good at his little “occupation”. Though I don’t agree with it, he makes his guap and keeps his peace and everyone respects him. He been doin this shit, seriously since he was 17. Now his ‘businesses’ have bought him this nice ass updated brownstone just on the outskirts of Brooklyn and anything he wants or needs. “ just sit down babe. I wanna tell you somethin” He sat down on the counter across from me. It was then that he looked down and saw my tests sitting there. He let out a sigh and a disgruntled “fuck” under his breath

“Kala.. Fuck is this??” “they’re pregnancy tests Stefon. I know what you thinki….” He cut me off “nahh, nahh..this… This is crazy bruh. Nah. I ALWAYS PULL OUT! I thought you was on birth control? How the fuck this happen? Is this even mine?” He snapped. Multiple questions comin out at once. “look I was on birth control and I don’t know what happened. And apparently no you don’t ‘always pull out’ other wise we wouldn’t be in the predicament. Look, I’m shook myself Stefon. But I know this is your child cuz you the only one I’m fuckin! So don’t even think about playin that card cuz you know and I know ‘wassup’. But I did do a little bit of research and apparently this shit can happen. It’s rare but it happens.” “fuck you mean you did some research???“ He asked obviously taken aback with his face twisted. “How long you know about this?” “ well I just found out a couple of weeks ago…but I been tryin to give it a little time to be completely sure that I was pregnant and not just havin a scare.” “ yeah, well you definitely fuckin pregnant” he snarked pointing to the pile of pregnancy tests.

for a while we sat in silence. I looked down to my hands that were sweating pressed up against the tops of my thighs. I could feel the frustration in the air. I finally spoke after a few minutes to break the silence.

“you know.. this wasn’t a solo act Stef.. Last I remember it takes two to make a child. Trust me I haven’t made up my mind on what I’m gonna do yet. So you might get off the hook but what you’re not gonna do is disrespect me and force me into doing something I don’t want to do. I know you already have Tatiana and another child isn’t want you want right now but oh well. It’s coming.. I’m only twenty-two and a child is not beneficial to all the things I’m trying to do to get myself on with my salon plans. But I don’t have a choice. I’m forced to face this and so are you. Yes we were responsible and we took the necessary precautions but sometimes it’s not always effective. ”

my last words rang in our ears as we sat in an even longer limbo of silence. He changed his attitude but was still quiet. He sat there mostly in a state of shock and I sat there waiting for the shock to pass. He finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity.

If you use mediafire, people complain.

If you use Adfly,  people complain.

If you don’t how/want to put morphs, people complain.

If your texture is not HQ enough,  people complain.

If you don’t upload your custom content,  people complain.

HOW ABOUT TO STOP COMPLAINING AND START THANKING ALL THESE PEOPLE WHO SPEND HOURS OF THEY LIFE TO BRING 3D PIXELS FOR YOUR BASIC EA GAME. STOP THINKING THAT CC CREATORS ARE YOUR EMPLOYEES, THEY CREATE CC FOR THEMSELVES SHARING WITH YOU IT’S JUST KINDNESS.

No one, again, NO ONE is forcing you to click in the fucking download button. 

The simblr community is now sadly often seen as a place where people send each other hate and get attacked by anonymous people. This is not what people hope and dream of when they decide to start a simblr. We are a community and should stick together, we should help those who are new and not scare them off!

In addition it has come to our notice that a lot of new simblrs are shy and scared of asking for help or striking up a conversation with someone new. Like the new kid in school we older simblr may look scary and unreachable.

To conteract this we have decided to start a Pixel Buddy System for TS3 Simblrs!

What does this mean? What we would love to do is to find those simblrs in need of a bit of guidance and find them a buddy who can help them. In this way we hope to bring the community together again and stop some simblrs feeling left out. We want to do something positive to counteract all this hate that has been spreading!

What do we need from you? We would really love it if you signed up! Either as someone looking for a buddy, or as a buddy yourself. I know a lot of people have been that new simblr, the one who may get upset when nobody likes your posts and who looks at the more known simblrs and hopes that maybe their blog will look like that someday. And we hope that those people who have achieved this and look back will want to help someone else out and make them feel welcome!

How does it work? Pick a category and then follow the instructions on this page. We also have a FAQ page in case you have any questions, and if you do not find and answer then feel free to message us! The tumblr IM is also available for questions.

We want to thank you guys in advance for joining in. We really appreciate anyone who supports us trying to make this community a positive place again!

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