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Did you hear about the Italian chef that died?
He pasta way.
we cannoli do so much
his legacy will become a pizza history.
here today, gone tomato
How sad that he ran out of thyme.
Sending olive my prayers to the family.
His wife is really upset. Cheese still not over it.
He will forever be a sauce of happiness in everyone’s lives
They tried putting his pizzas in the casket with him but there wasn’t that mushroom
So the family gave parmesan to everyone to eat the pizzas
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I have no motivation
to do anything right now. I just want to sleep.
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awesome.
I’m going to repeatedly reblog this.
So much hope.
This gave me chills.
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Biggest Flaw.
Worrying. Constant Worrying. I don’t know where it got so bad, but it’s getting old. My thoughts being consumed of constant worries is taking it’s toll. I wish I could figure a way to rid myself of this burden, and I hate the typical “just relax, don’t worry, or just stop carrying” responses because they really don’t work. I guess they could sometimes, only temporarily. Then the worries just come right back, like a life sucking parasite.
