The perfect summer morning, and I have to trudge out in 3 pairs of worn-out socks, two that have runs and the newest one that's too tight because the store got my size wrong. What even is the point of shopping when you can spend hours hunting for something as simple as a pair of matching socks. It's like every little thing is conspiring against me to start the day on the wrong foot.

12h ago by anonymous | Report

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