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the-home · 8 months
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English Country Style, 1986
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genikrispies · 1 year
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when i’m thirsty it feels like how i feel when i’m alone
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angelmush · 1 year
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we r moved !
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weepingfoxfury · 1 month
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"OK ... I give in ... where are we?" said Thomasina. Lucrezia rubbed her face with her hands, let out a big sigh and turned her head towards Thomasina. "Well ... what can you see?" After a few seconds silence Thomasina said "what can I see where?" Lucrezia made a fist with her right hand before talking a deep breath and turning round once more. "What is right in front of you?" Thomasina beamed at her "Well you are of course, silly."
Lucrezia closed her eyes, encouraged herself not to use her fist and then took Thomasina's face and turned it towards the yellow wall. "And now?" Thomasina went pale as she gazed up. Her voice quavering, she asked "Who ... is ... that?" Lucrezia let go of her face and said calmly "That, my dear, is Celestine and if we're really lucky she'll tell us exactly what we need to know. Just remember, do not touch her flowers."
Celestine smiled deep within herself, shifted her cobwebs slightly and, marshalling years of decay and solitude, let her voice free.
"Hear me, hear me, one and two ... hear me now as I hear you ... speak ye strong and speak ye true ... or all will be the worse for you."
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schwazombie · 2 months
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IT'S THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER AND MY FRIDGE FUCKING BROKE. IT IS DEAD. IT'S JOINED THE CHOIR INVISIBLE.
Like I know we got it used but c'mon man :/ In the middle of summer?
Gonna get this retro looking mofo
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To go with this green kitchen I'm saving up for
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maximalismdaybyday · 6 months
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love-songs-for-emma · 1 month
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i was on zillow today, fantasizing about being able to live somewhere, when i came across the listing for my childhood home. it wasn't active/being sold, but it was on there with some pics of the interior. and my GOD. THEY MADE HER UGLY. THEY TOOK HER RUSTIC PUSSY OUT. WHAT THE FUCK
#i'd share pics if it didn't dox me a little#but it's SO SAD#PLS#i needed to see her... curiosity got me. i dream of this house genuinely nearly every night#but like. oh my god.#this is probably for the best bc it means i cant romanticize about buying this home again one day and expecting it to look at all like#it did#but they literally took down to bare bones and reshaped her and ohh my god#babes there was so much gorgeous wood work in that house#there was an accent exposed brick wall in the living room#the open layout was still closed off Enough to feel like separate rooms. but they opened it even more#AND THEY TOOK AWAY THE BARSTOOL/COUNTER AREA ?? IM SO CONFUSED#WHY WOULD U DO THAT#YOU COULD SIT AT THIS GORGEOUS BLACK GRANITE COUNTER AND EAT SITTING IN THE LIVING AREA AS SOMEONE YOU LOVE SERVED YOU A MEAL DIRECTLY FROM#THE KITCHEN#i'm not genuinely bent out of shape about this btw. i just had to share this somewhere sldkjfdskl#people will buy YOUR childhood home and make it ''''MODERN.'''' it will happen one day to YOU#they will paint the walls GRAY & take the pussy out of her TOO (the walls were warm deep yellows/oranges/reds. bedrooms were lighter blues)#THEY TOOK AWAY THE WARM COLORED TILES OF THE LIVING AREA AND REPLACED IT WITH UGLY WOOD FLOORING ???#THEY REMOVED THE MOLDINGS ENTIRELY ??#NO MORE WINDOW LEDGES ??????#WHAT WAS HAPPENING HERE#praying that these were In Progress pics and somebody has returned love to this home since bc. my god#again vague for my own safety but i moved out within the last decade and the home was resold in the last 5 or so years and thats when these#pics r from i think. so they've had time to fix her since#and boy was she a fixer upper after the horrors that happened inside those walls </3 ASLKDFJSAK#i should literally just write about this and instead i'm posting on tumblr#yeah that's life. that's being a tumblrina writer.#personal#.txt
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heartyearning · 4 months
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what colour should i paint my new bedroom knowing that technically im only allowed to do pastels but pastels are ugly
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I don't wanna sleep aughhh. I keep having nightmares
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fisherpiers · 1 year
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Dear god what is this
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the-home · 9 months
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biwarlockofglitter · 9 months
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Me, on my hands and knees tears streaming: “mom please I’m literally begging you stop painting everything in the house white, I’ll do anything
My mom, already holding a wet paint roller: htgv :))
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rwby-encrusted-blog · 2 years
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If I may take some time from your day, there is a very big problem I would Like to address.
Minimalism and Modernism working in tandem.
Because oH my fucking god it's so fucking bland. It's nice every now and then, but oh my god if I see one more goddamn "home makeover" that turns a beautiful rustic building into a Black White Brushed Steel and Dark Gray hellscape I am going to commit a crime.
WHERES THE PERSONALITY!
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THERE"S CLUTTER? THE KNICK KNACKS?
If you say you are gonna stick them anywhere than the fuckoing shelves/bedside tables or dressers or wardrobes Im kicking your ass.
What about the fucking novelty magnets you get on trips at gas stations and landmarks? Cause I know you aren't gonna ruin the "colors palette" of your kitchen - which by the way will look 1000% worse the second dust settles - by sticking them on your Fridge!
My Dad has a beautiful, powerful, large set of speakers, each one weighs about 200 pounds and are a pain in the ass to move, but they really are beautiful, Clear varnish, dark, wood grain bodies, and they sound incredible.
When (hopefully a long time from now) My dad passes, if whoever gets those speakers decides to sell them for something new I'm, kicking their ass.
My dresser is one I've had since I was literally a couple years old, and it has some stickers on it. Old coffee shop stickers, some stickers from City festivals and the like, and someone suggested I get a new one. I asked them why and they said it was old and kind of cluttered, so obviously i responded with "Well it still works, and I don't mind it" But RIGHT NOW i'm like "Actually it looks great. I like the stickers. Infdact I like the stickers so much I 'm gonna plaster Everything IN stickers! TOO MANY STICKERS IM GONNA MAKE COMBUSTIBLE STICKERS AND BURN YOUR GODDAMN HOUSE DOWN"
FUCK MINIMALISM. REJECT MODERNITY.
I STAND WITH THE GAUCHE AND THE GAUDY. I STAND WITH THE RUSTIC AND OLD FASHIONED.
GIVE LAMPS WITH ETCHING AND WEIRD RIMS ON THE GLASS.
GIVE ME YOUR BRUSHED NICKEL AND THE ANTIQUE BRASS. I'LL TAKE THAT PEPPER MILL WITHTHE BENT HANDLE, IT STILL FUCKING WORKS!
IF THERE ARE A MILLION PEOPLE AGAINST MINIMALISM i AMWITH THEM.
IF THERE ARE A HUNDRED PEOPLE AGAINST MINIMALISM I STAND WITH THEM
IF THERE IS ONE MINIMALISM HATER I AM AGAINST THE WORLD.
IF THERE ARE NO MINIMALISM HATERS LEFT IAM FUCKING DEAD.
I. CANNOT. STAND. THE DIRECTION FUCKING 'INTERIOR DESIGN' IS GOOING.
YEAH, like i'm gonna fucking kill anything that makes my house appealing to look like every other schmuck on the block. how about you find something you enjoy other than conformity or i'm gonna fill your house with salt from my little pinch bowl i got from a friend's mom that was gonna throw it away, because I plan on driving the fucking demons of blandness from your home.
If you present your house like it's a clean dish to serve food you bet your fucking ass i'm gonna salt and season it.
PLease. Just throw some color and personality in some way other than false flowers or fake fruit.
A purple blanket. Photos in a portrait you picked up at a garage sale.
please.
make your house a home by making a mess in it.
but make it your mess. make it your home.
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faaun · 2 years
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non-zero amount of swans and a non-zero amount of lakes.
#pretty pretty day#red leaves turning yellow the sun is so bright the breeze isnt too cold#i get to walk past all my friends houses on my way to a really cute study cafe . walk past a bubble tea place walk through tree lined#streets . sun against my friends window so i cant see if she could see me. today there was a double rainbow#in the sky from misty rain. so many squirrels and birds and rabbits and deer#i have a deadline soon and im massively behind bc im lucky enough to be able to do too much. need to#write an essay and do maths problem sets. smile + wave at ppl you know. last night i met a rly cute girl#and i dont think its gonna go anywhere but ill think abt her from time to time from now on#there is someone in front of me with bright blue hair. someone with their knuckles wrapped in bandages. two boys holding hands.#today people are dying but it is the 40th day of her death which means it is the 40th day of the revolution which is the 40th day of#not giving up. meanwhile the sun casts halos on a the wings of a magpie + a fresh pomegrante waits in the kitchen.#i have freshly cut watermelons in my fridge. there are so many flowers here. there are swans in the lakes.#my hair is a mess in the wind and forgetting a lot of things. my vision is declining and so i must remember the definition of leaves#before it's too late. one thing determinate from the other.#water reflects red. there are two girls feeding the birds. so many pretty people running into the same building.#youre cut from a different cloth. you especially are cut from silk.#you hate philosophy for its messy discourse and love maths for the clear consesus it produces. i only feel a little guilty#for laughing at that. last year two professors in functional analysis fought on blackboards until it became a team sport. a paper agains#a paper against. a paper against the paper for the against. on the walls for st joseph of cupertino we both pray for some mercy. offer up#some beautiful quantifier and i will drown inside it. break fresh chalk just for you.
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scyaxe · 1 year
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i want an aesthetic bedroom when i move out, and i've already started vaguely planning, but i don't think anything i currently own would match my vision. and i can't get rid of most of it bc i really like it and/or use it
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