My whole room is beautiful.

My clothes and multi-purpose bags are sprawled all over the floor.

My desk has papers and books and stationaries all over it.

My dresser has weird things like sewing buttons, perfume and a broken lamp on it.

My closet is worse than those 3 combined.

But I don't care.

Because the majestic bookshelf at the side still looks perfect.

With that clarified, I confirm that my room is now the most perfect room in my house.

EXCEPT FOR THE ATTIC BECAUSE THAT'S WHERE I KEEP MY OTHER BOOKS.