This my room
My bed was a hotel bed then it was my parents bed now it's my bed. I wounder how many people had sex on this.

At least I got great posters. It will get your mind off of that.

My dresser with my stuff. That dresser is an anitqie. It's been so many colors and has been passed down from generation to generation.
I just got random shit. Like Lunch boxes, a plastic nascar cup with a pack of straws, a broken bb gun and a stereo system I don't really use that much
since the invention of itunes and winamp and when my mom let me have a computer in my room when I turned 18.

The mangled wires of doom. I swear these things procreate and create more wires.
