After 4 months of daily routine of diving into piles of clothing to find a top, painstakingly stuffing them back into the cupboard (explains why my arms feel firmer by the day! Haha), closing the cupboard with much force in fear that everything might spill out again, I made a significant decision today- it was time to pack up the mess. Not because Daddy nagged me to, but I got quite freaked out by how comfortable I got with such a disastrous disorder.
It took me 2 hours. I wanted to give up after 30 mins. But I stuck though till the end. So, tadah! My clothes in stacks of 10. My bed could hardly contain my clothes. This is like... half of the pile. Haha.
Let's see how long this lasts. Ha.
3 comments:
haha you should donate clothes to me!!
they're prolly to huge for you. PLUS, YOU'LL MELT THEM ANYWAY. HAHHAHAHA
Give it to timor
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