Don’t hang anything sharp/heavy over your bed. Don’t do it. I come from The Land of Constant Earthquakes (California) and this is common knowledge hammered into us by generations of freaked out moms.
Look at this shit.
You’re gonna either get smashed/guillotined by the falling mirror, or straight up Phantom of the Opera-ed by a whole ass CHANDELIER. Don’t fucking do it!
This looks amazing, until you get murdered via clock! What the hell? What is your plan here?
Bitch. You gon’ drown. Drown AND get crushed to death.
DO NOT PUT HEAVY STUFF OVER YOUR BED.
We used to use something like this to drown witches.
Yes…let’s crush the elder with the younger.
Who needs legs really?
What the actual fuck
I’m sure that’s precisely how you intended to die, sandwiched between two beds.
Literal instrument of death.
That room is enormous. You couldn’t have put that bed anywhere else? You want to be crushed? Are you people mad? And I’m sure your books enjoy being tossed on the ground because you sacrificed end tables to the suicide aesthetic.