Whatever it is, the fact of the matter is that there is just not enough room for it all. I love her and everything, but no man should have to put up with this amount of crap in his house.
So, I began to look for solutions, and it turns out that this problem is one which has troubled philosophers such as Socrates and Plato, right through to Descartes and Bentham; and one which continues to bewilder 21st century thinkers such as Brian Cox and Richard Dawkins.
I think I might have found the answer, though. A young scholar named Tinie Tempah (seen below) writes:
"I've got so many clothes, I keep some at my Aunt's house"
Hopefully this is a piece of advice that my girlfriend will be willing to adhere to because the current arrangement of girly-crap all over my beloved bachelor-pad is unsustainable. Does anybody else have this problem?
*kilometres are what British people call 'kilometers'