My room is an organized mess. If someone were to look at it they would
see a mess,earbuds on the floor.Book stacks everywhere,pillows on the
floor because I dont want them on the bed<span>,makeup on the dresser. Clothes in the dresser but not folded because I’m too lazy to fold them.Cords all over the floor.Most of my stuff is on my floor because my desk is covered with papers.I like my room this way because to me it is organized I know where everything is and really thats all that matters.</span>
My room to my mom is a junkyard but to me i think it's a reflection of my brain a big organized mess. when you walk into my room you would see earbuds on the floor. Book stacks everywhere,pillows on the floor because I don't want them on the bed , i hate making up my bed by the way,makeup on the dresser cause i don't want it in the bathroom cause my baby sister will get in it. Clothes in the dresser but not folded because I’m too lazy to fold them and put them away. Cords that goes to my phone, computer, and everything else all over the floor. Most of my stuff is on my floor because my desk is covered with papers from school that i don't feel like doing.I like my room this way because to me it is organized I know where everything is and really that's all that matters
