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kikcorgi · 8 months
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Loft-Style - Living Room Mid-sized trendy formal and loft-style dark wood floor and beige floor living room photo with beige walls, a standard fireplace, a concrete fireplace and no tv
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Open - Living Room
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Large transitional open concept living room image with a stone fireplace, a ribbon fireplace, a wall-mounted television, and gray walls.
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Elevating Living Spaces: The Allure of Glass Side Tables
In the realm of interior design, few pieces captivate as effortlessly as side tables. These versatile furnishings seamlessly blend elegance with utility, making them a favored choice for discerning homeowners.
Design Diversity:
Glass side tables encompass a spectrum of designs, catering to varied aesthetics. Contemporary options boast clean lines and transparent surfaces, fostering an illusion of space. Classic designs, on the other hand, blend glass with ornate detailing for a timeless appeal. Industrial-inspired choices combine glass with distressed wood and metal, bringing a touch of urban chic to any room.
Aesthetic Brilliance:
The transparent nature of side tables amplifies visual spaciousness, an advantage particularly notable in smaller areas. Beyond their space-enhancing quality, glass tables radiate modernity and sophistication, enhancing the overall aesthetic of a room.
Easy Care:
Glass surfaces demand minimal maintenance, a simple wipe with glass cleaner restores their pristine look. This effortless upkeep ensures that glass tables maintain their allure without hassle.
Enhanced Functionality:
These tables seamlessly complement various furniture styles, from plush sofas to armchairs, becoming functional accents for drinks, snacks, or decorative items. Their presence in a room effortlessly balances the layout and adds an artistic dimension. Incorporating glass living room furniture into your interior design is a nod to both elegance and practicality. Their subtle yet impactful presence can transform a living space into a captivating haven of comfort and style, reflecting your unique taste.
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hubrishelps · 1 year
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Master Bedroom in Milwaukee Mid-sized elegant master carpeted bedroom photo with white walls
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doctorsiren · 4 months
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When Edgeworth shows up at the detention center in Farewell, My Turnabout…where is he located? Is he standing? If so, how? Perhaps he is sitting on the little table bit? Did he slide on over in front of Wright? These questions and more were all inquiries a couple of pals and I posed while playing through the case on Saturday.
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oatbugs · 29 days
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procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally
#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months#to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them#in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago.#(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought#i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are#and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it#its worth missing i think#i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over#(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year)#(hed come across the bridge on a lake)#we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared.#it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think#i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much.#and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat#they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand#how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much#i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around#something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode#arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully#last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing#and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets#and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably#have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused#blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like#i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much#my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to#music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads#i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says#what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine.#she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.
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lovesomehate · 8 months
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Help this crush is now an obsession - 17/??
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currently-tired · 3 months
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you guys know what we’re missing from tgs jekyon? The toxic besties arc.
where is the fighting over fanciful theories? five hour discussions late at night over whether body snatching is morally correct or not, that ends with both of them not speaking to each other for three days straight.
They hate each other, but five minutes later they’re best friends again.
They hate each other, but they’d never pick anyone over each other.
Lanyon’s pissed that Jekyll got a better grade on the science test, but is still helping him with his accent with passive aggressive remarks. “Shorten your A’s Jekyll.” “Yes, just like that.” “Speaking of A’s, you know who else should’ve gotten one?”
Jekyll’s pissed that Lanyon borrowed his textbook on the day of the open book test without asking, so he makes sure to bend down every single opportunity he gets. (Whoops. Accidentally dropped my pencil right next to you! Yeah, it just rolled over there. crazy…)
Utterson looks at his two best friends and goes “Oh my Lord, not again…” (After a while, he gets used to it. Kind of hard not to, when hanging around the two of them so much.)
Jekyll: Lanyon is such an ignorant son of a bitch who!-
Utterson, interrupting: Did he tell you that a rose was more accurate for courtship than a peony again?
Jekyll: …yes
Henry rants about his theories, and Lanyon is like. No. Those are fucking crazy man. Unscientific balderdash. Foolishness. Shuts him the fuck down. (But still, Jekyll comes to him with his new ideas…)
Lanyon tells Jekyll about this gala he’s being forced to go to filled with boring people, and Jekyll tells him to suck it up, and laughs at him. (But yet they go together, and make fun of everyone there...)
They’re similar, but too similar at times. They mesh well together, and clash equally.
(They’re two sides of the same coin. They’re two different coins altogether.)
They could be pissed as fuck at each other, but still would do anything for each other. They would drop anything and everything to help each other.
They hate each other, but can’t help but to love each other.
(Well, hate and love are practically the same thing, right?)
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one-winged-dreams · 3 months
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Not really spoilers so I'll liveblog this but
I expected to get emotional getting to Gongaga, but I didn't expect to cry so fucking hard that the universe literally threw a cup of tea in my face
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alsoyooraiyah · 2 months
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was impossible to get good pics but my god were the clouds so fascinating this afternoon
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rascheln · 6 months
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The reason our organic trash container is so small is so the kitchen doesn't get smelly and it's less gross to take out a small amount of organic trash instead of a big bag. The reason our recycling container is so small... Is because I'm too lazy to buy a bigger one and the bag is hidden in the cupboard anyways ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯
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milo-is-rambling · 11 months
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I think turning into a pice of furniture would fix me
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jedi-bird · 9 months
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I might have a few crochet hooks. Just a small amount.
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i was born with poor spacial awareness and bad glass placing. every morning i knock over a glass of water and every afternoon i knock over another. every night my family groans in agony because i keep putting cups on the fucking floor.
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toukomatsudaira · 1 year
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Guest Bedroom in DC Metro An illustration of a medium-sized transitional guest bedroom with a dark wood floor and a brown floor, gray walls, and no fireplace
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There's got to be a word for something that's not exactly deja vu, but isn't exactly nostalgia, or fernweh, either. This exact combination of senses is familiar to me, but has never actually happened before.
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