chaos
my room looks like the result of a Hiroshima after the A-bomb right now.
i want to make it nice.
perhaps by buying a banjo for my wall, geting fluffy pillows and hanging sheets from the ceiling.
paint the frames of my windows black and live in my perfect little wierd world where it's okay to be best friends with Tchaikovsky and Victor Hugo ,where the sound of Nirvana can always be found and where you rightfully screw the fact that you're not like everybody else.
I going to my world now.
'Bye!
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