Neckbeard den supreme

Here is the stash of clothes I moved before the picture. I haven't washed any of them in months.

Dishes beside my bed. I can't see this stuff most of the time, but I can smell the old food. It smells like dirt, but more intense.

Old rib bones, approximate age: four weeks

Pirogies: two weeks

Trash bag, the leftover of my efforts to clean up, didn't get too far

Kraft dinner with a side of fuzzy white mold: three weeks

Don't know what this was, or how long it has been down here. I just cover it with another bowl and left it. Fruit flys still managed to get in and swarmed when I took the top bowl off.

Evaporated Coke Life™ I am pretty sure this is not what they meant

I think this was soup from a pho place.

I didn't even know that tea could get mouldy.

I spilled it while moving dishes, looks like my pet has a new home.

Pile of dishes tucked behind my desk. Out of sight, out of mind.

Skis and bookcase, some of the only things that don't scream 'Put me in a hospital'

Try to make some use of what I have, make the place look a bit better.

My lovely bed, nice and comfy

Bed mattress is no different.

This pillow cover used to be white, I can't even clean it if I wanted to.

Autistic carvings in my wall. Reads, "noting to loose" I even misspelled this, so I have no hope for this post either.