1° of all i would like to contextualize who i become, which hopefully helps you realize how loneliness is quite a poison which may justify my unhealthy behavior; starting by returning from a hitchhike trip that somehow made me feel disconnected with all my friends. from not enjoying video-games (or at least that repetitive shit toxic land of online competition) to not liking bohemia anymore. soon i became a bicycle courier (for 2.5 years) and either i used the money partying with old friends or i saved for my nut objective of cycling down to the Andes with mountaineering equipment, learn how to climb serious mountains and try a life out of sponsorship (i gave up on the last minute out of the fear of dying). at the end of 2017 i went vegan and a year later no friend bothered about the case. i quit them all. not as a revolutionary but as someone who silently moves away from the room. from 2018 up to today (28-11-2025) i went out less than 10 times to hang out with old friends. find new (physical) friends feels impossible. Tinder and Bumble doesn't seem to work for cishet men or at least for me. you can try a date if this post doesn't lead to the icky: h̶t̶t̶p̶s̶:̶/̶/̶t̶i̶n̶d̶e̶r̶.̶c̶o̶m̶/̶@̶l̶u̶q̶t̶a̶s̶ (i don't attend to this handle anymore... not because i found someone but just because screw this greed company). today i received an Instagram warning out of harassment. i was sending too many messages to users that never answered me back. it felt so natural creating poems and invented phrases as a flirt and wait exercise for these possible lifetime partners. i suddenly realized my gut was all wrong. these lines are here because i never even got a read mark or received an answer. some girls blocked me without saying anything too and to be fair, Giovanna (which holds the inspiration for the vast majority of poems here) blocked me after a while but it was so weird to always get a stalker bot on all my stories after the very first few messages i sent to her. there was some coincidences about her public posts matching too much about stuff i was sending on her (publicly found) e-mail after the block. the story ended with she asking to stop after months of messages, otherwise she would fill a report to the police. i was sure it was a joke and when she send me a last message with a screenshot of an obfuscated report number, i apologized and promised i would never sent anything else. no report ever went into my name according to the police, she knew my full name. probably she was gentle to not dirt my ID. it took me a while to go through that fog of duality (my delusion vs. reality). i learned a lot about this very monogamous part of me. some stuff i sent isn't here because i forgot to backup chats after deleting my profile and on top of crushes ignoring me i had to deal with 35 people i added, who i used to hang out frequently, making me feel more alone than i was before creating the account to flirt with this specific girl from the past or cool new people the discover threw. engagement from posting your daily life on stories is so low or inexistent and ghosting hurts so much. i can't deny i was the one slowly fading away from their life once. recovering the lost time doesn't work the way i expected when everyone is hitting their early 30s. it feels a relief to release these poems that i was sure they would be translated into a tiny notebook, handwritten, with some silly drawings and given to my beloved. i never re-used a poem to anyone but i always used an open line of "can we get married" on my first message for strangers of the algorithm. i still feel grateful for being able to give love that wasn't corresponded. i learned my lesson. and i'll never repeat this ever again. i was lamentable
qual seu apelido?
months later (if not more than a year) after this message i was dragged by an spiral after realizing how meaningful a lifetime partner could be. i was ready to get into my first relationship at ~ 23 y/o. never had the courage to use past opportunities (which i didn't felt prone to) to see what's like. lying to someone isn't my type. friendships that i tried to establish before any involvement also didn't worked. i lacked a good friend up to an ephemeral one of 2-3 years to check how it feels with no later attachments... some takes down here play with events they posted on social-media. lots of takes were removed as they weren't something further than a simple daily check on the meaning of "still waiting and wishing you". some takes were never sent and i just removed one around the 210 which was: "today was the first day i felt physical pain for being alone". some were also removed as they reflect or discourse too much of my private life. lots of memes re-posted and photos i took of flowers or insects mating with subtitles of "ME AND WHO?" that were also lost due copying and pasting only catching text and no link reference or proper .png
take 2.
giovanna, desculpa incomodar
mas assim vc nao sai da minha cabeça
take 3.
vc podia pelo menos responder… acho que tô virando giovannasexual
take 4.
parece que faz anos… minha diva ainda não me deu atenção
take 5.
orange pre-fruit life,
makes me wonder,
g-i-o-v-a-n-n-a
take 6.
being at the ocean nowadays,
is the same as looking the sky,
the moon, the sun, the stars,
all wondering me,
if giovanna lips,
will kiss mine
take 7.
i saw some fallen stars,
my wishes were;
a bed and giovanna
to caress her hair,
and she again,
just to square
take 8.
i keep rolling dice,
the same 2,
6 faces.
always trying to score,
your name length,
and when they do not roll,
eight,
i reiterate
take 9.
i keep reading science books,
but none give me answers like,
how much carbon dioxide she exhales in her breathe,
it is safe to sleep near?
the word beauty came first,
or she defined it?
how dangerous is her hug?
what is her favorite colour?
why her eyes are blue?
maybe this one i know,
of course,
she is blonde and cute
take 10.
tô bêbado de giovanna
take 11.
yesterday i discovered that
placing a finger on a hot pan,
is colder than giovanna
take 12.
i was using a telescope,
then i found a star
with your name on it!
i invited everyone to see it
they told me it was a lie,
but i do not care,
when i see any,
i will fake it,
every time
take 13.
a friend of mine went mad at me,
just because i said i was sorry
by their girlfriend not being giovanna.
but what can i do if i set myself to
not lie and say only beautiful things?
take 14.
mom used to say,
you are the 2nd most beautiful person
in the whole world,
1st is giovanna!
take 15.
sorry for typing you this,
but the way it is going,
i will need to change
my favorite number
to match yours
take 16.
dad used to say
to only accept candy
from giovanna
take 17.
the best acrostic on Earth,
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
giovanna
take 18.
if i could go back in time, i would never let our hands separate when they got together from that Just Dance dance and hope you would be happy using only one arm after
take 19.
if you come,
tickle my heart,
fer-ti-lize,
poke the mind
hit me,
EAT ME!
burn me entire,
by morning
or when it is dark
boot me briefly,
cook it back,
please, please,
sunshine-moonlight!
take 20.
today i realized that i can not watch
old animation romance disney movies
they are all violent to some extent
and with you, there is no such abuse
tomorrow i will look at the moon,
my favorite stars,
actually,
i can reselect them,
if you came by
tomorrow i will heat with the sun,
watching the sky,
blue, purple, orange or gray,
you will be the one,
circling my alt
yesterday,
yesterday i probably thought about you,
as before, as i am doing it now,
mimicking trees, rooting in quarts
or like bees, jamming a sound
'alt' def: (now archaic) state of excitement, a heightened emotional condition [from 18th c.]
'quart' def: (obsolete) a fourth, a quarter, hence, a region of the earth
take 21.
today i woke and thought: if i was born a cat, maybe i would have more chances of receiving cuddles
take 22.
one day i will turn into a
pseudo solid structure,
specifically, ketchup
hoping that giovanna
eat me,
with a veg burguer
take 23.
morning. without a poem
but today there is no problem
she still is summer
take 24.
one day i will be solid
like the moon
to control the tides
and lure you
take 25.
meu café da manhã hoje foi batata-frita,
mas o importante é que
a giovanna é bonita
take 26.
giovanna makes me wanna hug giovanna!
take 27.
here, have a
GIOVANNA BLISS!
the best beverage
one will ever drink
take 28.
*-*
take 29.
even if you set me free,
i still be glad.
silently,
you taught me about,
an unknown piece
of my own mind.
*5 seconds*
i am open,
with some require,
but if we do;
clutch, *2 seconds*, seamlessly,
and guide me.
for whatever dream
you minded.
take eight
take nine
i ought you,
i am may be too nervous
to keep you inside;
why are you dressing yellow and
blue?
is not fifa a corrupted lung?
borders, nations, soccer,
cup. competitions should
not be praised, not in
Saturn, nor in a Jupiter moon.
honey are made for bees
and i am human,
is not strange that i am
being hum?
with day phrases,
short poems and
old photos likes;
what you deserve
is no more no less
than my mini-poems
adapted,
i would call it;
- love log
without much metric and slight
longer lines.
giovanna i warn you; cauterize my benign tumor or get swallowed!
jus out of your uneaten meat,
i swear i do not want biological or adopted kids!
take 30.
1 out of 10 words i type is 'giovanna', so i decided to step up and now i giovanna
giovanna giovanna giovanna giovanna giovanna giovanna giovanna giovanna
take 31.
*massages were
created to pleasure giovanna*
take 32.
maybe she have some nicknames; GPIO, gip, babe-gravity, jigi, giji, gum,
cute-powder, ji, sunflower, beauty-scent-g, g-awesome, egyptian-god, gem
take 33.
giovanna rhymes with;
beautiful, cute
and gloss.
read?
poetry does not need
to be rhythmic to
describe how awesome
you are.
take 34.
being human makes sense:
we need to socialize,
i would do it with her.
we need to eat,
we would cook together.
we need to have sex,
well... giovanna is sexy!
we need to breathe
also; sleep, poo and pee,
but unfortunately those
i can not do it for she
take 35.
which path is better than
the one one will use to
get closer to giovanna?
take 36.
your silence,
evoke me fireflies
take 37.
i wish we were like bubblegum & asphalt,
so we could stay together for at least 100 years.
but people use trash-bins nowadays
so how about a like a fossilized insect?
you as the ember
and me as a Steneltytrana emarginata
or vice versa. it doesn’t pith!
but before, we have so much to live…
i even got a list of the best podcasts and films, unplayed!
so we can consume together
take 38.
i think yesterday or tomorrow,
was new year eve celebration,
and now i am sure,
that you shine more than fireworks
take 39.
- cute things to say to her;
'there is no stop signs to you babe'
- hidden secrets;
i wish my kiss is sweet, so i can please her
- if she is sad;
what you wanna do?
why are you blue?
how?
after the rain,
i always feel salt.
even if before
i eated my heart in,
my heart out.
all i wish is you
above the clouds
take 40.
if at any point you want flowers; be aware that at maximum, i will give you seeds
take 41.
i wished to ignore you but believe or not, if i do not have any dream related to you, the first thought in the morning is: her and even if i dream about you... i still wake-think about you
take 42.
i think i am in love with her knee aesthetics
take 43.
i hope you burn my skin as girls tan on tropical locations, with dense vegetation and big waterfalls. oh! make me forget nature and turn me into a romance. one that decors your grooves to later transcribe songs; just for you just for you just for you, please giovanna, use me & abuse; woo me a breath, sue me a coo! make me wait, make me come, make me moan!
take 44.
i have been vegan for a while,
but your heart is so big and sweet,
can i break my diet and eat a piece?
take 45.
you heart is so big!
can i steal it?”
take 46.
there is no take 46,
she is beautiful,
and makes me a freak
take 47.
ok, i decided to grown on my own...
so, if i stop sending messages,
it is because i am collecting rare add-ons
so i can make something cool
and share them with you
take 48.
"definitions"
gastronomy: the art of pleasing giovanna by cooking
massage: touch techniques aimed to please giovanna
serendipity: encountering giovanna by chance
happiness: what people feel when giovanna publish an instagram post
cuteness: giovannaness
beauty: giovanna itself
trees: plants that produce shadows on sunny days to protect giovanna skin from sunburns
flowers: nature ode of giovanna aesthetics
mountains: something epic but not more than giovanna
pleasure: the act of thinking about giovanna
joy: when giovanna holds your hand
music: any noise created from giovanna
GPS: instructions to reach giovanna
god: who needs god when giovanna exists?
take 49.
giovanna season
i was feeling my heart sad,
my doctor prescribed;
‘giovanna arms’
i said: what?
the doctor: it can clamp your body,
the immediate symptom,
is mended sorrow
he would continue but i stopped:
hey, stopping reciting poetry about her,
i am jealous!”
and he said:
“then you need to hear her entire story”
take 50.
i keep imagining you are here,
it is a type of a perfect perfume,
for any room.
take 51.
how sublime it must be her
skin illuminated by the sunrise,
or by the moon,
the eyes, the nose the face the legs the arms the belly the shoulders the bum!
take 52.
not a poem but a form of kindness,
i got ~ 2600 bytes!
on how to live monogamously
in a giovanna.txt file
but the words there are only exposed
if you-me-invite
take 53.
if i had to watch the world-cup, i would choose to watch with you... laid on your lap, eyes closed, paying attention to your breathe and heartbeats, after all
your body functions > soccer
take 54.
se tivesse um botão pra fazer você sair da minha cabeça... eu iria jogar fora pra nunca aperta-lo
take 55.
when we met for the first time, bring 2 eye patches and offer her one if she still has the lazy eye! 1 is for me and hopefully, we both use on our first date! and remember that before offering, make it clear that is not an intention of offense
if she uses lenses because she feels ugly, remember her that i think she is extremely beautiful and i am fine with her giving up of makeup when we hang out!
maybe we should sit looking at each other every week an talk about how we are behaving together; being sincere, communicating any discomfort or things that bounded us better
if an answer to a question will hurt the other, waiting a while means that will hurt, as well a good practice to analyze why this hurt answer emerged! if it remains unchanged, saying it is still necessary; as resolving internal problems after a while should be a mutual task
give me the truth and only the truth, no matter if it hurts or not!
not asking what one is thinking as if there is a real wish of vocalizing, that would happen...
if one notice the other down, asking if they are okay as a confirmation first then; offering help like cuddles or massages or hugs or whatever (maybe a recipe) but not asking directly what is hapenning; as if there is a wish to explain it, it will happen... but it should be said from the person feeling bad not the contrary!
if poems are created towards each other, hiding them for dark times may act as medicine!
recipes with her favorite ingredients as a form to cope with stress
arguments should be done in the most neutral emotional state as possible! maybe asking for a day or more time of thinking... but both parties should agree on that (minutes may be extremely valid) while the time happens, having eye contact or skin touch in silence may be super
take 56.
zero answers so far... so i tried to contact some AI developers to try to copy your Instagram and make a bot to chat with me but after they analyzed it, they texted: "we can not copy her, she is too awesome *-*, we are sorry"
take 57.
giovanna exists, what a time to be alive!
take 58.
what i understood from life so far;
when you pull the blanket to get in bed and sleep, the airflow that hits the skin is a small pleasure.
the sensation intensity can be multiplied up to 5 if there is someone to share and as most rules have exceptions: up to 10 if giovanna is there.
a platoon for that, would be my desire to be a swan... so i could stock each fallen feather and make a pillow for you!
take 59.
flirting with girls and women, to use drugs and even talking to people, means nothing but an unfulfilled desire of doing it with you. to the heck on being an artist. i actually want to spend my research and creativity doing stuff for you. i would even learn how speak mandarin, i read their phonetics are pretty to use in lyric songs. then learn how to teach a language to someone, compose 1 or 10,000 songs, for your earbuds or for a smile, whatever!
take 60.
her kiss is probably having twice the size of an average stomach and having dinner and breakfast at one bowl… i mean, the meals combine, it is a perfect flow.
her sweat taste should feel like an upgraded molecule of LSD-25, name is LOV-3, increases the pupil, makes the heart thrive.
giovanna,
when your lips will touch mine?????
take 61.
your glowing skin and yellow hair...
would you be my nerd?
take 62.
may the amount of mini-poems without rhythmic and rhyme,
suffices the deficit.
now, cru wine scent: out of you!
(i like wine)
take 63.
the xx, arctic monkeys, phoenix, the strokes are all doomed! i heard them a lot at my teen days without anyone in mind; now, babe-gravity… they all say something about you!!!!!
take 64.
when i lay on beds or pillows,
i plum. the blanket heat reminds whom?
maybe what i am digging for
is an excuse for crumb,
and mix like pink is made out of
cobalt and crimson.
take 65.
there is a great pleasure in sending poems to you!
take 66.
i am screwed! if her stories and publications are enough to cause a burn sensation, what will happen if she sends poetry!?
so that is why from now and on i will use fire protection equipment if i ever see a chat notification
take 67.
i discovered an emote that is cute like you!
^_^
take 68.
it is dying. so i forced myself into at least 1 more poem
take 68.1.
swaying leaves sing melodies,
birds please my eyes,
but i like flying, not be grounded,
looking above, wondering why.
so today i got it!
with you,
i glide
[do you know birds can climb into the sky by using thermals]
take 69.
once i was hiking and i saw everything fade from green to gray,
the same forest of the white bird surprise,
or the parking spot for floating houses,
or should i say cruising ships?
did i told you about the noisy monkeys or the ride on a boat to a desert beach?
no matter what i mind,
ever time i think you will fade away,
hours clock, you get tight.
even when i look to the horizon or hear the buzz from crickets,
when staring at the floor
orr thinking about the porous structures of gels!
the best thing so far on Earth,
is to think about a specific girl
and wonder if she likes me!
maybe review the text and conclude;
here nothing rhymes…
maybe that is the problem of feeling passion?
so how about a gentle kiss?
the warm of your breath,
or better;
hear the tone of your voice,
telling stories. fulfilling my head,
giovanna you are the best!
sorry for finishing this verse so commonly,
i swear i will keep the rare circumvented in love,
the deep affection i share,
when you get close…
maybe i should type another verse,
or a paragraph!
whatever the nomenclature,
giovanna equals nature,
my favorite direction,
my favorite thing,
giovanna is cute,
and hopefully,
my human being!
take 70.
mountain are cool,
mountains are big.
but giovanna?
oh!
she is hugely sweet!
take 71.
MORNING babe-gravity!
maybe today i am unable to type poetic lines..
but reading this text,
with this 18 emotions arranged in line;
:3 :) :} :] :O :P :D :-) :o) :(o) *-* *_* ^^ ^-^ ^_^ ^o^ ::) '-'
makes you smile?
take 72.
i never had someone inside for so long... so i started wondering things like: what was the sound of her growing up. how quick her heat transfers to me. what if my body does not resist her beautiful glow? does she glow? i bet yes. after all, it is about giovanna, the greatest girl
what happens if i get a sample of fallen hair from her and hold it next to my heart for 5 minutes?
she is a fairy or a witch? how much pleasure i can feel for hearing her laugh?
and if my texts makes you feel bad, i hope for your best; far away or next
take 73.
i am gray.
so no poem today,
i came here to say
that my spiritual life
later pursed, showed that all i have,
are the stars,
the muffle burn of arts,
myself prone to dissolve,
with ocean waves,
giovanna kisses,
cuddles and sax
melodies, maybe a piano
a sitar, ugh!..
unfortunately i can't
return to what i was
but i garantee,
share.
so if you feel a drag,
be aware!
all the fallen stars i see from now,
99% of them, my wishes are:
yourself and the rest 1%
are new fallen stars
take 74.
i am a simple bit.
at 1,
i wish to see
with your eyes.
so you could sit on my lap
staring the starry night,
while i cuddle your hair.
at 0,
i am straight,
counting how much,
should i wait.
take 75.
she makes me so happy that even when i go to sleep, i get excited because i may dream with her!
take 76.
Oxford definition of Giovanna;
0. when someone enter an ambiance and unexpectedly feel a pleasant chamomille aroma
1. a woman with an assymetrical face that is more beautiful than the most perfect symetric face
2. she is so hot... *-*
take 77.
they say love is a strong word
but i bet they never said
giovanna
take 78.
deixa eu ir pulandinho pra você,
decorar seu beijo,
moder seu queixo.
faz de mim seu floretin,
seu amigo mais fofin!
mas cuidado, eu bóio,
no seu barquin.
in in in. giovannin,
qdo vai me dar
um selin?
seus dedos longos
ou seu nariz bonito?
futrica meu corpo,
me faz chorar,
me dá prazer,
o seu colo
pra eu pensar
você & mim
take 79.
hey my poems are free but for you, i will charge 1 infinite kiss
take 80.
fuel for the sway of leaves,
what makes the feathers of all birds,
a pleasurable gentle touch,
ladies and gentlemans,
"giovanna's bum!"
take 81.
my favorite letter now is G and my favorite number is 7, because the 7th letter in the alphabet is G
take 82.
i may have to confess some stuff…
0 - your legs are super hot!
anyway,
1 - i never had religion, since childhood days but some time ago i caught myself praying for ya!
so as etiquette,
i must say,
thank-you!
2 - if you come, do not be afraid to melt away,
i am a bowl type,
in love mold format
3 - any song that does not complain about relationships or are not about broken hearts, reminds me you
4 - i am afraid of AI like chatGPT takes place of poets… but i never used that stuff. it feels unethical. you can not train your database on others copyrighted text
5 - every time i try to ditch you, hours later you came stronger
6 - i am afraid of getting together with someone and seeing you on them
7 - it was to be a poem but well, here i am at 4am doing lists
8 - i am sorry for my obsession. maybe it is your eyes or your sweet weight
actually maybe it is me releasing everything. i was afraid of cute girls + discovering how relevant emotions are!
so here is the confession number 9;
…
maybe i can have you inside for 1 or 1000 weeks from now,
you worth waiting,
a full blown life
take 83.
today i wished we were together. this way i could thinker in a poem about yourself and not about my desire towards the best girl in the whole world!
0. she is sexy
1. i bet her smile makes me happy
2. her hair? SUPER CUTE
3. can you imagine how sweet is her voice?
4. i bet she tastes better than chocolate
take 84.
title: the 1st time i shouted to my psychologist
- 'tell me a fear'
- 'Eve having identical twins, both named Giovanna'
- 'Why you fear that?'
- BECAUSE I CAN NOT SPLIT MY BODY IN 2!
take 85.
if giovanna starts to be selfless, i can have her only for me and not need to share her with her
take 86.
today there was a dark blue tone sky,
contrasting with an orange sunrise light,
more than 10 spotted stars,
light gray clouds passing by.
and judging the humidity of the air,
mik333333 typed this forecast;
“giovanna, let me kiss your neck?
if so, i will lay down afterwards,
at your chest!
the best weather scenario,
one will ever have”
take 87.
guess what it is the first thing that pop in my mind right after waking?
take 88.
dear diary, i hate being sexists but read this: "men spend more time in noisy places, and this is associated not only with work but also with hobbies and other activities. Women have a sharper hearing loss after menopause. In women, hearing decrease is worse at low and partially medium frequencies, while men are more likely to suffer from hearing loss at high frequencies.[11][12][13]"
so giovanna is a perfect partner for composing at old age! she takes care of higher pitches and i of low ones
take 89.
ingredientes: alcool etilico potavel de cereais, extrato de sementes e raizes e agua deionizada
Não contem Giovanna
quem é que tem coragem de comercializar esse tipo de coisa?
take 90.
by any chance,
are you intending to come?
just the imagination of the outcome,
makes me grumble,
in harmonies of love and gratefulness.
yeah!
i am interest in the roaming thoughts,
the weight of a breathe,
your pupil dilation,
all the bits!
×
for how long you close your eyes
on beautiful landscapes,
or if you close your eyes
on beautiful places.
how your hiss sound,
the noise when you say 'eight'.
how long you take...
from a dark ambient,
to a bright place!
Giovanna giovanna,
it is 9am, i am drunk & paced.
all i want,
is yourself naked
(
just to be cute and vunerable; i had sex less than 10 times, i did not repeated anyone,
but you?
i would be your lamb!
a pet,
your favorite crumb.
)
and if you allow,
your greatest partner,
a loyal lover,
your king,
your favorite pal!