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mysticmoon-s · 8 months

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greetings from granite falls 🏔️🌲

#ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4 legacy #sims legacy #ts4 gameplay #sims gameplay #finch legacy #finch1 #rowan finch #paul chatwin

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townieginger · 1 year

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My cottage living gameplay<3

The Powell Evans family

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims screenies #simblr #sims legacy #finch1 #sims gameplay #ts4 screenshots #Cottage Living Gameplay

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thevoodoosim · 5 years

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Welcome Paisley Curlew. Paisley is Piper’s best friend from college. She is here to help. Since Paisley rolled Single Parent with ‘Help’ and Paisley is the help.

#Piper Finch #Paisley Curlew #Finch Legacy #Finch1 #Sims 3 Legacy #Ts3 Legacy #Sims 3 Random Legacy #Random Legacy #TS3 Random Legacy #Legacy Challenge #The Sims #The Sims 3 #TS3 #Sims 3 #Simblr #Maxis Match #TS3 Edit #TS3 Gameplay #Sims 3 Gameplay

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dementedscabior · 10 years

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Stockholm Syndrome / Jennifer & Finch

The freshness had worn off. Anyone could distinctly tell by the smell. The taste would be stronger, too. That's how Jennifer liked it. The aroma of the hunter green marijuana was musky. The usually soothing scent made her stomach turn and she glared at no one in particular. No way in hell would this fetus cause her to have an aversion to the one substance that kept her sane for the past few years. Growling underneath her breath, she hastily pulled a thin, white sheet of rice parchment from the innermost pocket of the leather satchel. Next she measured out a thick, even line of the already mixed cannabis, then rolled it neatly, licking it shut. This art was one she never performed less than perfectly. Once the coast was clear of professors and wandering eyes, Jennifer placed the joint between her full lips and lit the twisted end with her famous hot pink zippo, cupping her hands around the end so the flame wouldn’t blow out from the constant breeze that whipped and curved around each corridor in the cool autumn that fast approached winter.

She inhaled deeply and the acid in her stomach creeped up her throat slowly. “No.” She audibly snarled towards her own body. The scuff marks on her Mary Jane’s proved to be a convenient distraction and she focused her attention there for only a short amount of time. It was only forty seconds later until footsteps were heard adjacent to where she sat, successfully exhaling vast rings of smoke. One plucked brow rose while the blunt hung between two boney fingers. “To what do I owe the pleasure, Finch?” She breathed in the weed’s fumes again, letting the smoke settle in her lungs before blowing it out to the side. Jen rapidly reminded herself to stay calm, for she absolutely could not get sick now. Not in front of Finch Bobbin.

#finch1 #abirdandaworm

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mysticmoon-s · 16 days

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