did you hear about the italian chef who died?
he pasta way
he just ran out of thyme
here today, gone tomato
his wife is still upset, cheese still not over it
we never sausage a tragedy coming
ashes to ashes, crust to crust
there’s just not mushroom for italian chefs in today’s world
When I like someone, I don’t give a fuck about my ego. I’ll text them continually throughout my day even if they haven’t replied. I’ll let them know how much I care about them. I’ll admit when I’m wrong. I’ll tell them I miss them. Life is too short to play stupid games with the one you care about.