Oh god the pizza stain looks like blood.

LOL - I wondered if that's what that was. Your poor, lost "pizza boyfriend"... x.x

You just had to open up old wounds.....

He was a saucy fellow, although he could be a little crusty at times. It was always a cheesy relationship, peppered with with drama. His personality wasn't exactly layered like an onion; everything was right on the surface - he never kept anything boxed up. You have to admit that his feelings for you had dried up near the end; his love was nothing but a dessicated husk. A shriveled memory of what you once had together. He was very cold near the end; I think he knew the spice was gone. He knew that, although for a brief slice of time what you had was hot, bubbling with lust and steaming with desire, you would kick him to the curb when the time came to go home. Now, he's gone to the big pizza box in the sky, and you're dealing with leftover attraction. I don't think I can stomach much more..

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wooooooow