Pasta day

Yesterday is pretty much of a "pasta day". Pasta was our breakfast, lunch and dinner. Tbh, I'm actually craving for it. So bad. Spell u m a y HAHA. Then it was the time that my brother and I started to be frank to one another. All of the shit that I hated about him and vice versa, I told him. Sometimes, it really sucks to have a twin. From a perspective of the responsible one, it is a one hella pain in the fuckin' ass. I can't specify any details so in general, IT IS HARD. Sometimes, you can't avoid to think "why am I stuck with this lunatic?". I know, I sound like I'm regretful and stuff but there's some positive side in this situation, it's where you guys have each other's back. Sounds clichè but idc. Gahd this post was supposed to be all about pasta and now.. HAHA ok bye