Clutter. Trash. Shit. Junk.
There's cat hair on my lampshades,
mountains in my sink.
Some people can ignore messes. I am not one of them. I try. When I get busy with homework, I force myself to ignore them until I find time. But slowly, the small messes around me add up in my mind until I feel like my head is going to explode dirty dishes.
My reaction to my dirty apartment is very similar to the reaction of the characters on Sims. Their mood automatically drops into the red when their houses are messy. That is me. The diamond swirling above my head is red right now, and unfortunately I don't know the cheat codes to fix this mood drop. I guess I will just have to find time to clean. Shucks.
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