facepasta - You’re so depressed you eat pasta with your face like it’s a

You’re so depressed you eat pasta with your face like it’s a crime scene and you’re the only witness.

My crush broke up with me. I dipped my face in ravioli and cried fettuccine.

Lost my job. I put my face in mac and cheese and yelled, ‘This is my last meal.’

My dog died. I stuck my face in pesto and cried like it was a funeral.