You're seeing someone, aren't you?
idk what you're talking about.
Gabriel.
sorry, sis, wrong number.
maybe.
yes.
how'd you know?
Because I'm your mother. I know when you're seeing someone. You start acting different. Not bad different, just not your usual self.
come thru, nancy drew!!! i'm really that obvious, aren't i?
You really are. I think it's sweet. What's his name? Tell me about him.
his name's donald. i know. he goes by donnie tho, sometimes donathan when i'm trolling him.
he's really sweet, mami.
like... REALLY sweet. and he's funny. and he has freckles.
Oh lord.
You and those damn freckles. One day they're gonna get you into some trouble.
i mean, you're not wrong.
donnie's just... good. i mean, he's MORE than good, but he's a good guy. he's tender. he's a kindergarten teacher. and he calls me gabriel.
Gabey, didn't I tell you it was time to find a nice boy and stop fucking around with the ones like your last man? You need to start listening to me again, you know I'm never wrong.
hey, he wasn't my man!!
You sure acted like he was.
ANTYWAYZ.
When do I get to meet him?
couldn't tell ya. i want to take this slow. i don't wanna fuck it up. i'm tired of fucking it up.
Well, good luck! And DON'T fuck it up.
...
did you just...
Sashay away.
no more drag race for you.
  
you feel better today?
a lot better, thankfully. not perfect but no shooting pains.
good, i want my baby back to normal health again.
it's all thanks to you, you know.
nah, your body did most of the work.
yeah but i wouldn't have been able to just lay around if you hadn't taken care of colby and fixed food, it meant a lot.
well, just know i would do it all over again. anything you need.
baby know i would return the favor anytime.
i know, donnietello. you'd do the same for me, which is why i didn't feel like it was even an option to not baby you.
i was a big whiny baby
wait until you see me when i'm even mildly ill lmao
this won't look so bad?
not at all. i go full baby mode when i have a cold or stuffy nose.
so should i expect to cuddle and make you soup?
lots of cuddling and listening to me whining about things that aren't even that deep lol
easy done
anyone who can put up with sick gabe is an angel from above.
just smother you with love
i don't deserve you.
thats what i said
seems we share the same sentiment.
ugh sorry i talked in a circle i wasn't paying attention. whats your favorite kind of soup?
i like anything spicy, tbh. chicken noodle soup with hot sauce is especially good imo.
okay i'll look some recipes up for when the time comes
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8/22
High school dream. Lots of people talking about the latest episode of American Idol even though none of the people I knew watched American Idol? Fight over position in the lunch line. Principal in a regal gown that wasn't his color at all. Hostages came in and forced everyone down on the ground. Woke up when the girl next to me got dragged away. Pretty fucked up.

8/20
Yana got sick and threw up all over my favorite sheets. She laughed in my face and walked off like it wasn't nothing. Went to wash the sheets and my dad was in the living room. He didn't say anything to me, he just stared. Smiled really weird, like it stretched too far. I tossed the sheets over his head and went back to bed. What the fuck.

8/17
Sex dream with Idris Elba.

8/13
Card got declined at the store and everyone started shading me. "Broke bitch" over and over again. Checked my wallet again, found my card, and made sure everyone knew that I wasn't a broke bitch. They were gagged. On the way out of the store, I got mugged.

8/6
I had a mukbang channel and this episode, I was eating nothing but lint from under the bed. The viewers loved it. Some of them wanted to get close up and watch me eat the lint. I don't know. I just don't know.

8/2
Isaiah. I woke up crying again. I wish I didn't think about him.

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hey, cool thought. don't leave. :|
how bad am i for actually considering not leaving?
terrible. don't. i'd never forgive myself if i kept you from any kind of career advancement. ...this is for career advancement, right? if not, then brb lemme get my knots.
sigh, i know, i can't actually skip it. i'd be mad at myself if i didn't go, and it's...kind of important to my job, yeah. :(
sigh, fine, fine. and you know i'll be so fucking proud of you out there on your paper chase, and i was an adult and went into an actual sex toy store today in order to play games with you, so i guess we can't let THAT go to waste. but ugh. i will miss you.
goddammit, just. thank you? thank you. i needed that, i've been so anxious and jittery and stressed today. i'll miss you too, so goddamn much. i'm mad.
uh oh. what's going on? just travel anxiety?
travel anxiety, life anxiety. which, like, i was in yoga for a decade today so i should, by all means, be pretty calm right now, but i am not.
lmfao don't worry about it. can i be honest? yoga sometimes gives me anxiety. like, i like doing it, it's good for me, soothes my beast and makes me stretchy and shit, but i just can't with the instructor at the place i go because there's always like a 1/5 shot that she'll tell a story about studying in india and i'm like stahhhhhp let me stretch in peace. is there anything i can do? tell you a story? talk you down? touch your hair? reassure you of your worth?
yeah, today there was chanting and self-affirmations and i had sweat dripping into my nostrils, it was a time. yes, please. all of the above? i'm feeling greedy and pathetic, and i need you.
of course, baby, i'll be right there. let me just get my contacts out. i made chana masala. do you want me to bring some leftovers to heat up too?
i can come to you so meeseeks isn't all by himself. hell, my bag is already packed for tomorrow. but...yes. leftovers would be perfect.
okay, perfect. then i can plan to give you a ride tomorrow. what time is your flight out? what else can i get ready for you? the world is your oyster, my sweet.
it's in the evening, so i'm still working part of the day before heading to the airport. nothing, just. nothing. just you. you're perfect, i'm set.
oh, okay. even better. come on over. mr. meeseeks is so excited to see you. and by that i mean he's licking his own asshole, but i'm not wearing a shirt, so it's kind of a give and take thing, you know?
oh, what a coincidence! i'm not wearing a shirt either, so i think we're on the same page. i'm excited to see mr. meeseeks too, even if his breath smells like asshole.
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Hi beti, it's your mother. I was just calling to see if you were awake but... Oh, you have a conference or something this week, don't you? I was going to see if you wanted to come visit this weekend, but maybe you'll be free next time. If not, then I'll definitely see you at the end of the month for Jas's birthday. Call me back when you get a chance. Your father sends his love. Talk soon. Love you, bye.