one thing The Foxhole knows very well is loss.
from the time we have started this adventure together in 2009,
we have all experienced loss in some way,
whether on the platform or in our personal lives.

You were with me when Star Fox was murdered and taken from me.
You were with me during the entire WW saga
Remember when we transitioned from a “.com” to a “.org”?

“it’s been the best of times; it’s been the…”
you know the rest.
well,
we are at another loss again…

Continue reading “snatched bald and no castor oil for regrowth” →

so i just dropped episode 8,
part 1.
it’s called “hey girl!“.
it really triggered me tbh.
i had to go back in time to a situation and relive how i was feeling.
it destroyed a friendship or what i thought was a friendship.
i don’t realize the shit i been through until i write this story.
here is a preview of episode 8…

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STORY TIME

one year for christmas in barbados,
the primary school i went to threw this huge event for us before vacation.
i remember seeing tons of presents in the school yard.
i went to a prestigious private school so kids were upper middle to rich.
so the presents were big and beautiful wrapped.
i didn’t want to get my hopes up that i would see anything for me.
all the kid’s parents had shown up but i didn’t see anyone there for me.
my mother,
i think,
was on a plane headed somewhere.
my father didn’t show up.
none of my other family member showed up either.
it was just me alone in that school,
watching proud parents cheering on their kids.
so i go to the pile and look through to see if i see anything for me.
i see one little box with my name on it…

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I was supposed to have a little brother.
He died in my mother’s womb.
I often wonder how his birth,
rather than my sisters,
would have changed the trajectory of my life?

i get a sense of dread when the holidays start to pull up.
if i have no plans,
the FOMO hits me hard.
last year,
i had thee best thanksgiving OOO.
karaoke’s family made me feel like i was part of their own.
it was a traditional black southern thanksgiving.
plans fell through for me to go down there again this year.
so the day of thanksgiving,
i had a pretty chill day.
the day after?…

Continue reading “yesterday, i hated my thanksgiving leftovers” →

remember the scene in kill bill,
probably in the beginning,
where bride is getting punched around by the other assassins?
they all turned on her for bill,
hence the name “kill bill”.
the whole movie was about her having to show up again.

She had to show tf up so she could take them all down,
one by one.

she had to learn to get her fight back.
kill bill is one of my favorite movies.
it came out in 2003 when i was a “bride”.
i thought that year was going to break me tbh.
its interesting how 2023 has mirrored 2003 in many ways.
many of us seem to have the same opinion about this year…

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i don’t care what anyone tells or fonts me.
i don’t care if you try to act like it doesn’t.

Nothing feels better than watching someone who hurt you get exposed.

nothing hits better than watching them crumble.
nothing makes you cum harder than getting your retribution.
orgasms last a good couple seconds; getting vindicated lasts a lifetime.
i’m not here to font you not to celebrate in someone’s demise…

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