If you told me you didn't dream of having a bunk bed as a child, I'd call you a liar. I lived under the impression that my father was in the process of building us our bunk for yeeeaars. I finally gave up the dream when I was about 12, but now at the ripe old age of 20 these bunks give me new hope. What can I say, I'm just an overgrown child.
P.S.... I'm DYING over that chair ^^
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