✨Don't Dream It, Be It✨

Welcome to the shitshow💋 18+ only!

I’m Gabby. Also known as @gabbigabriella (now an archived blog) Im 31. Nonbinary. I go by THEY/THEM pronouns. I identify as a lesbian. I sometimes feel I fall under the trans masc umbrella as well.

I enjoy lots of different hobbies as you’ll see my blog never really has one theme.

You may recognize me as I’ve left and returned to tumblr more times than I can count.

I’m a medical cannabis smoker. So this blog is 420 friendly 🍃

I make porn videos on Manyvids (it’s temp down so DM me if you want videos for now)🔥 I also post sexy pictures on here under the mature labels😈

This blog is tip motivated, the more tips I get the more I will show off and be a sexy exhibitionist slut for you all

Things I will not tolerate

1) Sexting

2) trying to obtain free content from me

3) bullying/harassment (including trolls)

4) sugar daddies/mommies

5) any blank blogs with stolen content and/or no age in bio

6) TERFs

The list could honestly go on and on

This blog is also BLM, anti Trump, and a safe space for all under the LGBTQ communities

I do have ptsd so fair warning that I will possibly post about it or post depressing writing/poetry about my traumas

My most used tags to find my stuff would be

#me

#my face

#mv subpixie420

(^ that one’s my manyvids handle/username)

#my photography

#my writing

#personal

#my gender

#cannabis

I have cashapp $gabbigabriella Venmo: gabbigabriella and PayPal: gabbigabriella for those who would like to tip me for my sexy content 😘🥰

I may add to this pinned post as time goes on so be sure to check back on it when visiting my blog 💚✨

A personality trait

Me being a “pick me”

Or just jaded and confused

When in all actuality it’s so much deeper

My body was on the floor calling out to your “God”

When I was a child optimistically praying for friendship

For my mommy to not be so stressed

For daddy to stop touching me in his sleep

I prayed to your god to have a sense of community when my family abandoned me

And my community preyed on my appearance, my thoughts, who I could possibly love

17 year old me felt my own sins were why certain things happened to me

I kept praying and calling out to your god

Asking if he hears me now

And he never responded

I prayed to your god and told him to give one of his children guidance to stop hitting me

He even called himself scarred by Christ while hitting me with a baby in my arms

And when my son was taken away from me I prayed and begged with my body on the floor

God please keep him safe

And he was put somewhere far away, confused and accused of medical diagnoses that even healthcare providers told me they could throw it out

I prayed to your god

Can you hear me now?

And not only was the silence deafening

But each time I felt even more shame

Reminds you of her

And him

And maybe others

But the irony is so palpable

Only due to the fact that

As soon as I first heard that song

I thought of you

Singing it to you

Angry, confused, begrudgingly, maybe teasing

But taking it back

Because you have to stop the world

Just to stop your feelings

Good luck babe

You so much so don’t see

What you meant to me back then

And I guess I’m not the fool

I just need a little loving I just need a little care

But not from you sweet babe

Ironically you deal with enough

Outside of me

And yet you can say it’s just the way we were

Make a new excuse, another stupid reason

Get your flu shots cuz holy shit I felt like I was on my death bed on New Year’s Eve

After a week of that I’m finally feeling better

I’ll be back to reblogging and posting and being a sexy menace on here soon I promise