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I never clean my room.
Hardly ever.

Guess what I'm in the middle of doing?
Yup. I'm doing a massive room clean-up.
And I'm allergic to the dust, so I've been pretty congested today.


First off: Books.
I have books in my bed. On a shelf, and IN the actual BED. Which is a loft.
Judging from the size of the stack, I could make $32 at a used bookstore. Easily.

Clothes.
Now, I have clothes to wear.
Apparantly, the majority was lying on my floor for the longest time.

My Dresser.
3 of the 4 drawers were pulled off their tracks, so we fixed it.
Now I can put my clothes somewhere.

Paper.
I have papers from 8th grade. I thought I cleaned up before that. WOW.
But yes, my room held many school papers that are trash now, and some that I can actually study from.
And then there are all my drawings. I draw a lot. I didn't realize it so much until I actually put all of my drawings in one pile. If they were all good, I could sell them and be rich. Sadly, most are from early last year, and aren't so good. That, and I wouldn't want to let them go.

So yes...
Paper comes from wood,
Wood comes from trees,
Trees grow in a forest...

I have enough paper to make a forest.