anna howard shaw day

did i ever tell you how much i hate roses? esp. red roses?
did i ever tell you about how this one time i told a boy that i hated red roses
and then one day he gave me a single red rose?
i know he had good intentions,
but i f’in hate red roses. and boxes of chocolates. and fancy restaurants.
on valentine’s day.
 

the way into my heart: meat and grease.

mr. demarco, you slay me.


 

di fara, one and a half hours later.


 

good pizza,
but doesn’t quite live up to all the hype.

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