Snake eyes every single time you roll with crooked dice

I ponder sometimes what a profiler would think if they investigated my bedroom. Aside from a few minor things here or there, it pretty much looks like a twelve-year-old boy lives here. Pirate flag? Check. Legos? Check. Movies, posters and game chair? Check, check and check! Maybe someday it'll look like a 26-year-old young woman lives here. But I find that unlikely. Whatever guy gets saddled with me in the future better like living in a college inspired house, because that's what he'll be getting with me. And of course, I'll have to have kids quickly so that I have a legitimate excuse to have an awesome, not grown up looking abode. It will be glorious. :D

Songs to consider:

The Drug in Me is You by Falling In Reverse

In a Red Dress and Alone by Evans Blue