The Curbside Prophet @lyssamae - Tumblr Blog

“I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself. Make love to me like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did. Go slow. I’m new to this but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping. I have realized that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it. We are not tragedies stranded here beneath it.”

— We Were Emergencies, Buddy Wakefield (via xieraxiera)

lyssamae

“I am the broken, the scarred, scattered and the lost; but you love me still.”

— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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i made your favorite dish. i made you something you’ve never tried before. i love you. i spent twenty minutes chopping. my grandmother made this for me when i was little. i made this dairy free for you. i love you. i want to eat together. the onions made me cry. i love you. i learned this recipe for you. i love you. i made this special for your birthday. i love you. i know you don’t like peppers. i love you. i love you. i love you.

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awed-frog

Turns out this has nothing to do with the plague, it’s even weirder than that - during the Renaissance, Florence didn’t collect any taxes on wine produced ‘for the family’. So obviously some of the city’s richest men decided they’d start selling their wines directly from their own homes instead of selling it through restaurants, thus making a lot more money (no taxes and no middle man). Wine could be bought by the bottle or by the glass, and the fact the customers didn’t set foot inside the house probably a) prevented theft and b) preserved the illusion that the place was not a place of trade.

Occasionally, alms for also left in there.

These ‘buchette del vino’ (literally ‘little wine holes’) are a typical Florentine phenomenon and had been in use until fairly recently; over the last decade people have started restorating and reopening them. There are about 170 of them around Florence. Here are a few ones:

postmodernmulticoloredcloak

not weird. in Italy, the reason is ALWAYS tax evasion

moonsfavoritedaughter

lol :3

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gaytanic-panic

that grey cat is so fucking smart i love her

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A gorgeous little puma cub checking out a wildlife cam

(via)

naamahdarling

BEAUTIFUL BABY

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— Mary Lambert, Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across; "You Are with the Wrong Person" (via lunamonchtuna)

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#lord Beyoncé please just bless me with a man tall enough to look me in the eye in heels #i'm not too proud to beg

southernsideofme-deactivated201

Good dads that will make you smile

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Goals

lyssamae

Def getting some of these someday 🤣

nprchives

A memo from 20 years ago, today.

Key quote: “The internet is a collection of computer networks that is connected around the world…A code of ‘netiquette’ exists among users and within user groups, but otherwise, you pay your money, find your niche and take your chances.”

via Johnny Kauffman at NPR

lyssamae

100% my alley

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😹😹😹❤️❤️

lyssamae

@teandumplings 😭😭😭

insomniac-arrest

Depression is such an effective tranquilizer that it creates a great opportunity for plot twists in your real life. I have a pretty consistent opinion of myself which is "low" and "never ending guilt and shame for reasons I don't understand."

Recently received feedback from two different editing clients that started with "Please pass along to Jacquelynn that she is phenomenal at her job" and "I was blown away by the evaluation I received."

You always hear about how depression (and anxiety) lies to you and distorts reality, but there is logically knowing that and then there is like, physical proof of it and you are suddenly Neo in the Matrix jumping out of the fucked up little tube machine.

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Look, medication and therapy are essential, but I think we shouldn't underestimate this form of treatment