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So often, we find dependability in youth.

Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,

Who after birth did’st by my side remain,
Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad exposed to public view,
Made thee in rags, halting to th’ press to trudge,
Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).
At thy…

Someday I will have a beautiful Palomino of my own <3

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The thing is about the unattached kind is we may like to be on our own, and see or do things for ourselves, but once we crumble. Sometimes we realize that things are not possible on our own and well, we’re glad to have you there and that makes me feel good. Safe again. In a world that doesn’t only get scary as you leave the town you grew up in but even as you discover a greater world beyond that to extravagant amounts.It gets more intimidating with higher risks and even more unfamiliarity than one could imagine accumulating in a life time. Not saying I’m a huge people person that is attached or anything, maybe just a dog person.

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moviemaniac888:

Day 126: Bailey likes to nibble on things #goats #babies #farmlife

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italdred:

The void (by Holy Touareg)

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