Pizza. (pt 2)

  Okay so after months (and a not-so-recent reawakening of my TMNT hyper-fixation), I do believe my opinion on pizza has changed for the better.

  For some reason, one day, my sensory issues just… let me enjoy something for once??? It’s only thin or stuffed-crust pizza though. Maybe even New-York-Style.

  I still hate tomato and marinara sauce though. If a pizza of any kind has too much sauce I will kick and scream/hj.

  Anyways, it is with deep remorse that I join the pizza enjoyers. No hate to you all, this was just unexpected. I hated the moment I made this descovery and my blood continues to boil as I type this. I used to stand by my opinion, even as an Italian, that pizza sucked. That, unless it’s my family’s recipe, it was just bad.

  I just realized I’m being super dramatic about liking pizza, my bad!!!