I'm the biggest slob in the world. My apartment is a mess.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm a slob. I live in sweatpants and workout clothes.
I'm not the easiest person to live with. I'm kind of a slob.
I'm not a clean freak. My house is a mess.
I'm sort of a slob.
If there's one thing you can say about my apartment it's that it's constantly evolving, constantly changing. I think that is the mark of a good apartment; you can never really be done - It's like a proper wardrobe.
The thing with me is, I'm both untidy and I hate mess. But I'm not untidy in communal spaces, like living rooms. My bedroom is havoc.
I generally hate the luxury modern apartment with too many things out of sight and so clean you cannot touch.
My apartment looks like no one lives in it.
I'm so unmaterialistic in every way. If you saw my apartment, it would explain a lot, I think. It's not so much a mess, but it just needs to have some feng shui or a real 'Queer Eye' makeover or whatever.
I'm super organized, but a horrible house cleaner.
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