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You know the one.
It’s made of wool.
It has satiny trim that tries to deceive you into thinking this will be a nice blanket experience.
But it’s not.
Every house has one.
It’s buried deep in the bowels of the linen closet, under some afghans and a comforter with the down coming out of it, but make no mistake.
The scratchy blanket is there.
And it waits.
(Source: battlegoats, via heathyr)
This is the blanket my grandma sleeps with by choice.
y’all are trippin. i love that blanket!