I lived with my good friend, Kayla, for a couple of years after college. One day, after I brought home a decorative gun for our living room, she predicted that I would have "the weirdest house someday." She turned out to be very, very accurate.
I love my house, but if I try to look at it objectively I guess I do have some weird shit.
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| The gun that started it all. |
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| It took forever to get the boyfriend to agree to this. |
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| It was also hard to explain why we needed this for over the desk. |
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| Just a dog and his gramophone. |
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| I don't know what my deal is with weird animals. |
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| My dog's paw prints. These were the best two out of eleven tries. |
These statues really pull the room together.
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