I have all this stuff that I am getting rid of. Tons of clothes, blankets and sheets, a desk, a bookshelf. All in good working order. I thought there would be someone that would like to get these things and give them to someone less fortunate. I guess there is some kind of limit to what they will take. As in they won't come and get three massive bags of clothing, it has to be ten or more. Who in the fuck has ten trash bags of clothing? Seriously! The desk doesn't matter and won't be accepted. I guess poor people don't utilize things like desks. Oh, the games and toys? Yeah, they're never taken. Poor children are not allowed to have fun. It's not often I think about man kind, I have to be honest. It's just about never. Now that I *am* attempting to think about them it's not going anywhere! And that my friends, simply further reinforces that not only should I not help but if I so much as even try, it will be a total pain in the ass. Whatever, I was just hoping I wouldn't have to pack it all up myself. I'll probably just run it on down to Goodwill myself. Bastards. This is the exact thing I was looking to avoid. Oooo... I'm so taking the toys and games to The Little Wanderers! They always take toys and such. They rule. I feel better. These toys are not even opened yet! I don't want to get into the whole I have unopened toys part of this story. Let's just put it this way. They are not comic book figures and I have an aunt that refuses to believe I no longer play with Barbies. All of a sudden the comic figures sound good, don't they?
Well, I'm over it. Back to packing and throwing out.
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