loooolll so my birthday is in a few weeks, right. Every year without fail I *refuse* to spend my birthday at home and i always go away somewhere. Does it come from my fear that no one cares about me and it will be proven on that day, thus compelling me to hide away from everyone so no one has the chance to prove i’m completely insignificant and my life on this dying planet is forgettable? Yes. Is this v typical cancer behaviour? Likely. This year I *still* have nothing planned because I’ve lived in hotels and b&bs since February. I can’t face another hotel room, another check in and check out and i’m so excited to no longer live out of a suitcase 😩😭 for the first time in my life i honestly wanna just have a dinner and night oot n post a shot of me in a missguided bodycon next to the “well behaved women never make history” neon sign in tonight josephine, clasping a mini bottle of moët w the caption “another year in xx😘” 🎂🎂 On the plus side I’m moving into my apartment in two days!! The thought of having a wardrobe turns me on more than having a kitchen these days bc since i’ve been in italy i’ve had a kitchen. But not a wardrobe😩😩 what makes me anxious is the wardrobe racistly only has THREE drawers?? Considering the fact alessio has no less than a million pairs of socks (bc he just takes mine), how’s a girl meant to colour code and marie kondo her underwear in that kind of climate?
TURI APPRECIATION POST. Alright so I didn’t really LOVE this place. It’s not really where you go on a holiday. I’m here for a wedding and then i’m returning to the adriatic coast where my (i’ve been so excited turn a lewk at this wedding, i’m actually scared i won’t lol) Over these past few days however, I’ve come to a realisation. This place as a few hidden gems. THE FIRST: the art deco neighbourhood that’s just in the middle of nowhere? Is no one else excited by the sight of streamline moderne? It’s like Miami, but in the middle of absolutely nowhere and it makes no sense but it’s PHENOMENAL. THE SECOND: there’s a big prison here that literally looks like the bastille. The only way you know it’s a prison is there’s a reinforced door and a few bits of like idk, plastic? Around the wall. Today I Learned: Antonio Gramsci was imprisoned in that prison under Benito Mussolini’s regime??!!?!!!??! If you ask me, this place is full of culture. Everyone spends their evenings on a sofa set up on their front step. Yesterday was... i want to say San Stefano? Ignazio? San Pellegrino? And the town had a massive tun up in his honour, including a mini giglio (gigli which also means lily, is a thing beyond explanation. I first saw a giglio parade in Brooklyn, New York. It’s basically a tower in honour of a saint that people carry, and there’s a bunch of locally influential people sit on it and possibly a dude dressed as a saint. The way the new york one was explained to me was a big opportunity for the local capi - and i mean exactly who you think i mean - to willy wave.)
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