It feels good when I start cleaning it but it seems like half way i get flooded with pictures and objects that depress the hell out of 
me.Someone explain this to my parents so they figure out why I HATE CLEANING MY ROOM!
I never know what I can or should throw out. I have so many emotional attachments to everything. I have a bunch of things I found that I want to burn but out of politeness ( someone has to be) I should mail them. Damn me being a nice person. When will I be a bitch and tell the right people to screw off.
Baaaaaahhhhhhhhh
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