So I was folding my clothes (momma i hope you're proud) and rearranging some personal stuff, and it struck me that I love things to be in an orderly way. I like things to be structured, to be arranged nicely. But then I look around at my desk, my bed..and it's anything but that. It seems that I like things messy, and orderly at the same time..
What does this leave me? Confused.
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