I feel like I've lost all matching pairs of socks. It's like I only manage to throw one sock into the hamper, and the other gets lost in god knows where.
Like, where do they go? Is there some sort of dimension all our missing socks go? Or are they all just hidden somewhere really secret, so that if we ever find it, we'll be like, "holy shit that's a lot of socks?"
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Big Book of Relatable Girl Problems
HumorA warning: I wrote this when I was 13. Sorry in advance. Girls' lives are complicated. Here's a book filled with my rants and dumb stories that bring out the struggle of a woman's daily life. Best: #251 in humour
