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Hoop-back Windsor chairs contrast gracefully with the rectangular lines of the harvest furniture table and primitive dresser in this authentically styled dining room. A collection of hearth brooms hangs from Shaker pegs.
The Good Housekeeping Complete Guide to Traditional American Decorating, 1982
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Rolling into the weekend like 🦭….
We plan on seal-axing this weekend like this mom and pup duo.
How about you?
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I understand it history, and I’m glad you’re bringing light to it. But still, so so sad.
Greenland dogs fighting By: E. M. Weyer, Jr. From: Natural History Magazine 1936
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If seen all these post about old relationships.
I’m gunna post about an old non romantic relationship.
A woman who I thought was my soul sister. My soulmate.
From 8-28 this woman was by my side.
And now she’s not.
Literally with her every single day. For YEARS. Even when we are upset at each other.
I thought things could be mended.
But once your soul is takin from this, there’s no coming back.
This girl who was the other half of my heart, my soul, my being……has been takin.
I don’t blame her, I blame her circumstances, her upbringing.
But maybe I’m naive.
I got out…..why didn’t she?
She was the strong one. The defender.
Now, at my old age, I’m having to learn how to defend myself and protect myself. How pathetic is that?
For some reason, I still take responsibility for her and her downfall. But everyone has their own paths to choose.
You have to choose the right one at the right time.
God/the universe is tricky that way.
I just miss her I guess.
She doesn’t exist anymore, I know that. But baby me, still misses and craves her being beside me.
And a little part of me hopes she does too.
I love you Cupkate. I hope you’re okay. I miss you. I love you. Always.
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