There is always always always room for more books. Keep it flexible.
I prefer to feel like I'm sleeping in my own coffin. Cozy!
Economy of space. You haz it.
Living in a house carved of chocolate sounds like a melty, slippery, sticky, queasy-making dream. I'm willing to take one for the team and give it the old college try.
These walls obviously hide monsters. I mean clearly. How could they not bleed and melt at night and expose wailing demons? NO THANK YOU. Just the photo gives me the heebie-jeebies.
There are alien egg pods all over the city and no one has even noticed.
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