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Looking through old things always turns up great stuff. @xoxoliviagracexox #tbt #ripraven This was written by a four year old after my horse died when I was 13. 

Looking through old things always turns up great stuff. @xoxoliviagracexox #tbt #ripraven

This was written by a four year old after my horse died when I was 13. 





— 12:02 am       1 note

I keep having these wonderful dreams about horses. And I always wake up wanting to cry. I miss it so much. Is it strange to wish for nightmares?





I’m glad to hear you’ve got faith in humanity Mr. Brown, as for me I’d sometimes sooner put my faith in a horse.

Mrs Brown, National Velvet





I miss this so much it physically hurts.

I miss this so much it physically hurts.





Horses are God’s apology for men.





“There is something about jumping a horse over a fence, something that makes you feel good. Perhaps it’s the risk, the gamble. In any event it’s a thing I need.” - William Faulkner I miss this so much
“There is something about jumping a horse over a fence, something that makes you feel good. Perhaps it’s the risk, the gamble. In any event it’s a thing I need.” - William Faulkner

I miss this so much





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