i apologize in advance. this post is a love story in disguise.
when i first began moving my belongings out of mine and into the boy's place there was a distinct line between my stuff and his stuff.
or, as it felt, MINE and HIS.
until it was time to take the cooler weather bedding out of storage.
see that manly striped sheet up there? HIS.
everything else... MINE.
perfect match. just waiting to find each other.
awwww.
you can go throw up now.
AWWW! That is sweet! I can really relate to this combining of stuff thing. Sometimes the lines do blur and it's fun to look back and see how your lives have become one. sweet post!
ReplyDeletethis is really, really cute :)
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