In a small town with big dreams
A girl named Chicago
Plays sim city
She builds the skylines
She will one day design
But until then her mom
says video games are just a waste of time

They told me I could be
anything that I wanted to be
So I picked a picture,
Putting the pieces together;
Worked hard.

Now,  I'm here where I wanted to be;
Seeing the whole picture.
It's all worth it.. or maybe not.
Maybe I could redecorate.
Maybe I could be something more.

Tired, I went to bed.

The next morning, I woke up, and everything was on fire.

perhaps the reason i play sims
is i’m convinced that it’s the only way i’ll be able to experience a life
other than the one i have now

I went out to find myself a husband
I found one
We were attracted to each other
We were compatible to each other
So I flirted
AND HE REJECTED
Because he was married
But I wanted him
So I threw a costume party
And I build walls around her...

She was in there for days
Constantly whining about being hungry and tired
Until
She died tragically
By starvation
So I invited my boy over
But he was grieving
And i could not flirt with him
So i threw a funeral
And he grieved
And I hit on him again
And he flirted back
But something wasn't right
Why did he get over her so fast?
And I knew it was wrong
And then I felt bad that I killed his wife
So went back to the good ole Christopher Steel
That is my darkest sim...

Other than the time that I cheated with Hank Goddard