it's not about the pasta 🍝
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it's not about the pasta 🍝
we had everything in common except a common language
hey bb’s! kelly has been eat-pray-loving her way through Italy for the past 10 days and although she never wants to come back, here’s a slice going off Larissa’s sing-song HSM piece from last week - which was inspired by Wilhelmina’s space daddy piece from the week before. Are you keeping up?!
it's not about the pasta 🍝
it’s about peace & Neapolitan pizza we had everything in common except a common language so I moved on to nothing but a rapport for east coast beaches & escape routes are forgotten songs slipped onto playlists curated by past selves dramatically titled as if we were teenagers
Okay your poetry homework for the week is to draw yourself a bath, eat a slice of pizza, & create an angsty playlist like it’s 2006 & your boyfriend just broke up with you over instant messenger. OH and definitely listen to the new Harry Styles album while you’re at it. Okay, see ya soon! Wilhelmina’s up next. 🍕👻
Would be an intriguing reality where my boyfriend broke up with me back in 2006. Lovely poem, I really enjoyed the read. Creating a playlist always takes me down lanes of idealized memories. Loving it. Now the dramatic titles. Will work on that.