zeltallica:

likeadisneyprincess:

doctorwhovian12:

Elsa got arrested

This is amazing.

let me go

let me go

HAHAHAAH

My anxiety is seriously so bad today and I have no clue as to why.
The whole time I was in choir I couldn’t stop shaking, especially when I had my solo.
In classes my mind was completely somewhere else.
And now I have to go to work and deal with more people which makes me nervous and shake even more.

never-forget-never-regret-simblr:

When the hour is nigh And hopelessness is sinking in And the wolves all cry To feel they’re not worth hollering When your eyes are red And emptiness is all you know With the darkness fed I will be your scarecrow 

never-forget-never-regret-simblr:

When the hour is nigh 
And hopelessness is sinking in 
And the wolves all cry 
To feel they’re not worth hollering 
When your eyes are red 
And emptiness is all you know 
With the darkness fed 
I will be your scarecrow 

Aaaand 11 hours later I am finally off work.
I seriously hate this. I hate having to work so much.
But school won’t pay for itself.

tosimfinityandbeyond:

my 1.3k simstagram followers gift..nerdfighter posters because i’m obsessed :3I don’t own the artwork they’re all from Pinterest.Mesh by Gelydh @ club-crimsyn
Get them here ♥

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY John Green CC!!!

tosimfinityandbeyond:

my 1.3k simstagram followers gift..
nerdfighter posters because i’m obsessed :3

I don’t own the artwork they’re all from Pinterest.
Mesh by Gelydh @ club-crimsyn

Get them here ♥

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY John Green CC!!!

1 Year Later

Tabitha had been living with Aralyn for about a year. The girls had gotten used to one another and their living styles. Tabitha left her job at the coffee shop and was working in the bookstore, which paid much more, and Aralyn was still at the elementary school as the music teacher.

Aralyn woke up groggily one Sunday morning, tired from spending the previous night watching Netflix until the wee hours of the morning. Tabitha had gone out with a guy friend and hadn’t gotten home until later either. 

Aralyn came downstairs to find Tabitha was already awake, sitting at the table and slowly drinking a cup of coffee.

"Long night?" Aralyn smirked and sat across from her. "No, actually. I didn’t drink or anything, we had a really nice night. It was surprising." 
Aralyn raised an eyebrow. “Wow. That’s a first. Date number 4 and he didn’t even try and get you drunk?”
"nope! We went to dinner, and then to a movie, and then went for a walk on the beach and just..talked. About art and music and it was really, really nice and relaxing."
"Marry him. Marry him now." Tabitha laughed lightly and shook her head, getting another sip of her coffee while Aralyn stood up to get some juice. "I have some interesting news for you, missy."

"Oh really?" She sat back down and propped her arm up on the table. "Please, do tell." A smile crept across Tabitha’s face. "Well, Dan had mentioned to me last night that his best friend had just moved back home from traveling for a while. And from what he told me about him you two seem pretty compatible."

"Oh? Well. That’s nice I guess…" Aralyn hadn’t really thought about dating anyone since Kellin had died. The thought hadn’t crossed her mind, and her nerves slowly began to kick in as she shifted in her seat.

"Yeah it’s nice. And you’ve been such a homebody. SO. I may have set up a blind date for you with him." Tabitha said the last half of the sentence quickly and took a huge gulp from her cup, bracing herself.  Aralyn felt her heart drop. "You. What."
"I know it may be awkward, but it’s been over a year hon…he may be THE ONE!" "No. He won’t be." She felt her eyes sting with tears as she stood up from the table and turned away so Tabitha wouldn’t see, and went back upstairs.

She threw herself on her bed curled up in a ball. “How would Kellin react to this? How could she do that? I’m not ready for this. I’m not ready to leave Kellin behind…” she spent the rest of the day curled up on her bed. She knew she had to move on at some point, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready to just quite yet. It had been over a year, but it still felt like yesterday that she was at his funeral.

uggggh

Welp after a failed attempt at making french macarons (I was a dumby and used the wrong side of the parchment paper…) let’s hope my sim is a better baker than I am.