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My Top 23 Screenshots from 2023🎉

Thanks for the tag @armanasims (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)ㅤ♡

This tag game stumped me for a bit because I haven't been all that active on Tumblr this year. Frankly, it's been so infrequent that I don't even have the luxury of 23 screenshots to choose from (-_-"")

So, instead of my top 23 for the year, I've decided to share screenies that I never got around to posting. There are gameplay shots, a couple of scenery shots, and some posed ones thrown in for good measure - I hope you like them!

Hi Charlie,

It’s February 22, 2021 today. 3:33 AM As I start writing this letter.

It’s been tough. I’ve been suicidal lately. I keep crying why I’n still alive. I really want to die now. But, I have to prepare first. I don’t want to leave things in a mess.

I think I’m finally going to do it, Charlie.

Maybe around March.

First, I need to buy him a gift for his birthday. It’s in 28.

Idk, Charlie. Being alive seems meaningless to me now. I know there are others who have it rough. But, I can’t help but feel like a failure and a piece of shit. I feel like I have nowhere to go, like I have no future. I feel empty and unloved. No one would be bothered if I’m gone, except for my parents who would need to prepare for my burial, but they could shet let my body rot in a forest, I won’t mind. I just want to die and end this constant suffering.

I’m tired. I’m just fucking tired.

Old sims, revisited and revamped.

I found some old sims and gave them a bit of an update. The guy usually has white hair (also pretty cool, mind you) but I decided to make it black because why not.

As one of my very first oc couples, I cannot tell you how happy I am to see them again, but happier still because they no longer look like potatoes (´ε｀;)

1:55 PM

I’m crying as I’m typing this right now. Monday always feels the heaviest for me and, I don’t know why. Maybe because I’m not ready to work after the weekend and I’m anxious, I don’t know why it’s always been like that lately. I don’t have much backlog, to begin with. I can’t explain it properly.. but Monday always feels heavy and I always miss my boyfriend the most this day after being with him.

I wish life is easy. I wish I could move out and be with him every day. I wish I wasn’t emotionally dependent. I wish I was smart and stable to handle work everyday.

May 18, 2022

2:32 PM

I wish I can let him know whenever it hurts. Every time my memories of him doing shitty things haunt me. Every time I caught hin lying but, I chose to keep quiet.

I wish I can let him know he’s hurting me.

I wish I can let him know that I always cry about it.

Your friend,

Ten years later there are still those who pretend not to hear him scream at the top of his lungs