people know about everything these days. swear it. I just read an article about Italy's first ever pizza shop, over 200 years old, in ITALY! What did it have to say about the food? Pretty much said the pizza sucked. I wonder, does reviewing food include the way it makes your heart feel? Food is supposed to be something that brings people together, no fucking hipsters allowed. I'd like to think that if I had the oppurtunity to eat at the first pizza place that ever existed, I'd be happy just to be there. I'm a romantic though, sometimes I don't consider taste. But if it tastes good, why do you have to overcomplicate things by looking for intricate flavours? If three things taste good together, why should the cook suffer because there's no fresh thyme? fuck this!
Dear Baby,
when we get married. When will we get married? Thirty had better be the new twenty.....fuck. When we get married, we will do the Italy honeymoon. We'll cook, we'll see things....I don't even want to look at me fuckin' bank account and I'm talking about ten thousand dollars and college at twentey-eight years old. hm...a little schizo. I'm going to bed
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