so i think i just might have a problem... i'm calling it selective OCD. :) my room is a DISASTER... & I don't care so much... but if one thing is out of order in my closet... i can't sleep @ night. i make no sense.
my "work" area :)
part of my floor
2 of my windows... & the mess that surrounds them
my closet
button up sweaters, button ups, & long-sleeved shirts... in ROY G. BIV order
short sleeved, italy clothes, and dresses
my tank tops... :)
jeans & comphy pants rolled up
it's reather silly i know... & i've had friends come into my room and move one shirt into the wrong place just to see if i'll notice. of course i do. & then the make fun of me. it's one of my quirks... what can i say :)
I wouldn't worry too much about your little quirks. Here, let me tell you about mine. Every time I get a new book, I can't stand it if anyone breaks the spine. It is just how they read books, but I can't get over it.
[falling in love... falling out of love... having days where my hair falls out of love with me... this is life... my journey into a messed up ironic mixture of emotion and the relationships that take me there]
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I wouldn't worry too much about your little quirks. Here, let me tell you about mine. Every time I get a new book, I can't stand it if anyone breaks the spine. It is just how they read books, but I can't get over it.
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