Lindsay, incredibly single, INFP, Oregon, pop punk, girls, 16♋️, Rooster Teeth, video games, Tattoos, games are my passion. "Lets just wait it out. Y'know we can be all poetic and just lose our minds together."

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Writing a children’s book.


When someone says they don’t want to play The Sims 4 lol


list from sims vip.

  • help – Lists all available commands into the command console.
  • resetSim {FirstName} {LastName} – Resets the Sim.
  • fullscreen – toggles full screen on or off.
  • headlineeffects{on/off} – Hides all headline effects including plumbobs, thought balloons, etc.
  • Death.toggle – Disables Death so that Sims don’t die.
Is it fate or chance? I can never decide.
Female voters in the US have been called “soccer moms” and “security moms”. In 2004, single women were “Sex and the City voters”. Now – because apparently women can’t ever just be “citizens” or “voters”, or more likely because conservatives prefer to call us names instead of delving too deep into women’s issues – we are “Beyoncé voters”. Bow down, bitches.

Most single ladies would generally be thrilled with a comparison to Queen Bey in any way, shape or form, but the cutesy nicknames for politically-engaged women need to stop. Surely pundits and the political media culture can deal with the collective electoral power of the majority voting bloc in this country in some better way than symbolically calling us “sweetheart”, complete with head pat.
Jessica Valenti: Nick-naming women ‘Beyoncé voters’ is exactly why we don’t vote Republican (via guardian) ←

We call ourselves Runners. We exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror’s edge. We keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don’t bother us. Runners see the city in a different way. We see the flow. Rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. The flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive.


My roommate bought a pack of 24 rolls of toilet paper yesterday, in addition to the half dozen we already had, and stored all of them in the bathroom. And just let me tell you, there’s something incredibly calming and reassuring about looking next to you while you’re on the toilet and seeing 30 rolls of toilet paper sitting there. You get a feeling like, no matter how bad shit gets in there, you’re always going to make it out okay in the end.