I just want to be loved the right way. I want to come home to all of the windows open, the curtains swaying in the wind and the scent of apple pie drifting down the hall. I want to be loved even when I’m quiet and deep in thought gardening. I want a love that admires simplicity.
Give me a love that is two cups of coffee gone cold because we decided to make love on the kitchen floor. Show me a love that fills the spaces between my ribs with passion.
A love that doesn’t fade in the night but whispers “forever” as we fall asleep.
So CUTE! These two deserves a side story so much.
turtle sweater (✿◠‿◠)
So one of my sims died, and the grim reaper turned up to do his business, but then another of my sims went into labour and the grim reaper started freaking the hell out
"THIS IS NOT MY JOB. THIS IS THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF MY JOB."
When they have to stay home and miss out on snacks in Shanghai, Mizu Ki steps up to lift the bodyguards’ drooping spirits (and ears).