MY SAD EXISTENCE
Wanna guess which door's mine?
Everyone needs a Home Alone II shirt AND a BSA uniform hanging up in the entrance to their rooms!
It's quite pathetic, really.
This is a niche to my late friend (though i referred to him as a brother), Simon. I miss the man dearly.
My window display got completely torn down by my mother and I'm still quite upset over it. I use my windows to express my identity and it was just all torn down in a matter of minutes.
Someone also seems to have tampered with my library system because I see a lot of books that are out of place!
Everyone needs a framed portrait of Hannibal Lecter in their bedroom.
Probably the saddest part of my room, the unappreciated turntable. (And the gay closet,)