I absolutely hate throwing out clothes. If my boyfriend gets a tiny stain or hole in a place that literally no one would ever notice, he wants to throw it out immediately.
I'm always finding cool things to do with my old clothes, or I'm using random hacks I've learned to save them from the trash. If you were to ever meet me, it's likely I'm wearing a shirt I've spilled ketchup on several times over. It's just that I'm crafty enough that you'll never know.