On the left of my door, I have posters on the wall of Mariah Carey in 1999 , Lana Del Rey during the ULTRAVIOLENCE era, and Topher DiMaggio...with clothes on.

Damn, I do not know what type of bed I have bed I own, but two people can sleep on it including me.

Obviously, I have a window with a green curtain with no blinds because my dumbass broke it when I was only four, headass.

I have bed table and two closets, one I don't use and the other that I use, it has (obviously) clothes and fourteen condoms THAT ARE HIDDEN IN a plastic bag.

What's in your bedroom?

Its 3:55AM and I'm bored af.

Someone entertain me.

A bed from IKEA, my upright piano, my desk with a bunch of a crap on it (my turntable too, which isn't crap. ) and this ridiculous couch I bought from IKEA. It's tiny and it pulls out into a bed, but since it takes up so much room it doesn't actually pull out the whole way, so I'mma sell it for some money so I can maybe buy myself a TV for Christmas.

I don't even have enough room for two people to even sleep with, welp because my room is tragically small and my sister has a bigger room and has a piano that she doesn't even use.

LOTS of Ghibli merchandise...

Bed, desk, flat-screen TV, my movie collection, posters of movies and TV shows, entertainment center with surround sound.

That's pretty much it besides the closet with clothes and other stuff and the bathroom in my room

I don't have a room, I have an apartment

Vibrator

Your room must be big.

A bed, a desk, a wardrobe, the bible and a jar full of drugs under my bed.

A pile of clothes, a CD shelf, a world map, a sombrero, a book shelf, some piles of clothes to put away, a new plant I just bought, an empty bucket, and a decorative statue I just broke

My room isn't really that big, it's definitely an upgrade tho from my last one.

Tbh I'm lucky, my wardrobe is built into my wall, so I've never had to buy one which would take up more room, which was why I thought "oh I'll have room for this couch!" nn nope.

Oh but another thing I forgot was my wall shelves with my albums on them.

The smell of dead hopes and dreams.

Way too many condoms/half-empty bottles of lube, my *****s and my friend's vibrator, my tripod with my camera attached to it and a couple of other standard room things. But also this: