I read the first poem on my period and it rang so clearly in my heart, I recognized it inside. It moved me and it stayed with me, today I wrote it in my journal as a way to treasure and keep it. Thank you, Gabi! Bless you 🌙
If I got a vision from the future that my daughter wrote sex poetry as laughably bad as this, then I would take her out into the woods and tell her to think of the rabbits as I tearfully take out a gun.
Your symbol-self came to me in a dream and taught me a valuable lesson about friendship. For some reason we were hanging out in Santa Monica, and it was a trip. Not a literal trip but one of those hang outs where you go on a journey together. At the end, when it was time to come back into the world and integrate, you kept wanting to do things that I didn’t really want to do: get green tea, dance to rap, meet people in the neighborhood. I remember I was waving my arms like an eagle haha and these eagles kept flying around me. Finally I suggested you go do your thing and I go do mine. You seemed a bit confused but we parted ways. A few hours later I was getting ready for a party somewhere and I realized I hadn’t properly explained to you that I cherished you but just hadn’t wanted to do the same thing. A moment later I saw a text on my phone that said “I miss you I’m gonna be at your event!” And you were right there, and I was relieved cause I was not having a good time. Anyways, grateful to what you symbolize in my head (a good, fluid friend who knows how to balance differences) be blessed
When the same situation develops entirely differently because of whom you’re sharing it with -- such a beautiful reminder 🌹
unreal. god i love your writing so much
This made me question whether I'm with the right person. Thank you.
“When someone says "look at that"
and I've never seen that before in my life” 💘
“When I am not part of the collective consciousness” 💗💗
Beautiful! “When Wednesday feels like Sunday /“ absolutely love that.
Love this, especially part 2. Reminds me of the quote, “A cage in search of a bird”
damn chica
I cant feel my legs for some reason gabi this is incredible
wow gabi these are wonderful!
Can both of these men be the same man
Yes, I've been both men
this came at such a perfect time miss gabi…. very appropriate… this helped me find clarity about my own feelings and experiences 🤍 love
so good
I read the first poem on my period and it rang so clearly in my heart, I recognized it inside. It moved me and it stayed with me, today I wrote it in my journal as a way to treasure and keep it. Thank you, Gabi! Bless you 🌙
If I got a vision from the future that my daughter wrote sex poetry as laughably bad as this, then I would take her out into the woods and tell her to think of the rabbits as I tearfully take out a gun.
Dear Gabi,
Your symbol-self came to me in a dream and taught me a valuable lesson about friendship. For some reason we were hanging out in Santa Monica, and it was a trip. Not a literal trip but one of those hang outs where you go on a journey together. At the end, when it was time to come back into the world and integrate, you kept wanting to do things that I didn’t really want to do: get green tea, dance to rap, meet people in the neighborhood. I remember I was waving my arms like an eagle haha and these eagles kept flying around me. Finally I suggested you go do your thing and I go do mine. You seemed a bit confused but we parted ways. A few hours later I was getting ready for a party somewhere and I realized I hadn’t properly explained to you that I cherished you but just hadn’t wanted to do the same thing. A moment later I saw a text on my phone that said “I miss you I’m gonna be at your event!” And you were right there, and I was relieved cause I was not having a good time. Anyways, grateful to what you symbolize in my head (a good, fluid friend who knows how to balance differences) be blessed