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Doodle of my waking situation this morning

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I miss my wife

That is it that's all for today. The vibe is I Miss My Wife

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Send help I keep changing my art style

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december

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My wife gave me a tummy ache after making me ugly sob over her oc and I think I deserve financial compensation

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SPIRITED AWAY NO FACE BAG

=> GET YOURS HERE <=

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what would Anne wear? is my literal rule when it comes to fashion 🤍🧺🥀✨ // @everlinet

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Dreamy tail wags

(via)

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hold my hands while I eat your pussy

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Basic Homesteading Skills

Crafts

quilting

embroidery

cross-stitch

knitting

crochet

sewing

Cooking and Baking

homemade bread

homemade butter

homemade extracts

dandelion jelly

Canning

26 canning recipes

canning jars 101

60 canning recipes

Gardening

edible trees to plant

what to plant to save the bees

cure and braid garlic

save seeds for next year

braid onions for long term storage

build a greenhouse

Animals

homemade chicken feed

raising mealworms for chickens

why to raise nigerian dwarf goats

Outdoors

starting a fire with sticks

trail signs

knotting

find true north without a compass

Medicine

homemade neosporin

all purpose healing salve

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they tell us the honeymoon phase will end, but it never does. for decades, we stil spoon throughout the night. i still write your name in the corner of all of my papers. i still sneak up behind you and pull you close to me, my lips finding your neck. you still bake me desserts when i had a rough day. we still laugh and touch and grow and learn. we are grayer now than we were when we met, but our love is anything but monochromatic. i still see sunsets when i look at you.

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you’ve buried your soul deep in the earth, which geographical feature graces the landscape where it roots?

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Like not to be a lovey dovey dumb bitch on main but sometimes love is having someone sit across from you and watch you unravel and be at your absolutely most unhinged or most vulnerable and having them look at you with love compassion and empathy.

Sometimes love is just having someone sit with you and not necessarily get what’s going through your brain but accepting it and sitting with you anyways

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carry on, rainbow rowell // the lamment of icarus, herbert james draper // apollo to icarus, nikita gill // sunlight, hozier // icarus, oscar wilde.

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Snowfall in Autumn

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