My gf back when we just started dating wouldn't let me in her room. One time when I needed a place to crash I surprised her and she didn't have choice...
Breh I ain't lying when she opened that door I was certain life was being created in that room

that was the most filthy fukking room I ever saw. Food, underwear in and around her bed straight up nastyness. Like I legit took a picture and called her a dirty hoe, but when we would meet she was always that pretty chick

. But her room was a warzone and a garbage belt at the same time. The only thing we fight 8 years later is the fact that she is a still fukking messy. The bytch just doesn't want to clean after herself makes me want to take her by the hairs and shove her into her dirty mess.