R.I.P the old T-shirt

You know that special t-shirt everyone has that mysteriously showed up in their room one day 8 years ago? The one that you’ve worn to bed every night spite the 30 or so holes that have accumulated over the many times you’ve worn it? And then one day you realized this shirt is no longer a shirt but a tattered piece of cloth.. So before you throw the rag away, you let your sentimental self cry a little because of all the memories you’ve had, and you quietly thank whoever it was who left their t-shirt in your possession….. Well I finally trashed mine today D’: