Getting personal?

This is my haven; my sanctuary. This room, even though it isn't PARTLY mine, is the place i go when i want to scream at the top of my lungs, make private phone calls with amazing people, listen to music at full blast and know that my neighbours can hear it through my open window, and just think. I love to think, usually i over analyse things and that causes all sorts of problems, but without thought and imagination, the world would have no soul, the people that live on this earth would be unbearably boring, and life would seem less beautiful. I love my bedroom, its the one place i can go, where i can truely be alone, and get away from the world. The one place ♥