Thing that I've found cleaning my room so far; keys to jail cells, three phones I've never owned, a bra which I have no idea who it belongs too, a Martins name tag for whoever the hell Nate is, a DC shoe box full of Jenga pieces, a IVY Tech student parking pass, a bowling pin and a spider man birthday bag with ketchup and salt packets from school. This hoarding thing has got to stop. Lbvs.