Incorrect. Audaciously so. Your furniture is the first thing you see when you wake up. It's what you return to at night. Its ugliness sets the tone for the entire day.
It wouldn't be you and Poet without the grotesque kitsch. But you'll see, it'll be a home worthy of two working professionals not suffering from any serious mood disorders.
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These couches cost too much.
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You like to be spoiled. Let me.
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There is a small difference in scale here. But if you're sure. [...] Money's just weird for me sometimes.
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I suppose I don't have the most normal relationship with money either. From the opposite side. [...] I get carried away. But I can attempt restraint.
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I like that you get carried away even if I am weird about money.
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[...] You do a terrible job of discouraging my excesses, you know.
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I could put up more of a fight, but I know you're going to win in the end anyway.
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