there are Foxholers who have stood by my side since the beginning.
many of them have picked up pom poms and cheered when i couldn’t.
they have been with me during the good and the bad.
i started a patreon and they signed up just to show their support.
that means a lot.

I continue to create content for them.
Even if it’s only 20 people,
you give those 20 people a hell of a show.

they have stood by my side since i started this platform.
when people talk about albums that got them through difficult times:

Foxholers have told me that I got them through hard times.

like,
that’s a blessing i have tremendous gratitude for.
this is acceptance of my own power comes in…

Continue reading “you aren’t there because you haven’t accepted here.” →

back in like the mid 2000s,
there was a she-jackal that i desperately wanted to impress.
one day,
she invited all our mutual friends to a party at her crib…
but me.
i was hurt AF when i saw their pictures,
having fun in their corny poses,
and it auto unlocked my trauma.

Sidebar: If we are friends and someone invited me out,
but didn’t invite you,
I’m not going.
My “friend” I knew longer went proudly without me.
Years later,
I got to understand why we aren’t friends now.

anyway,
so what i did:

I tried my hardest to get her to like me!
I wanted her to see me in a positive light!
Pick me!
Pick me!

one day,
we were all on this massive phone call.
it was like 8 people.
the 4 who went to her shindig,
her,
me,
and 2 of my people.
she was bawling over some ain’t shit jackal she was dating.
birds of a feather?
everyone was silent on the call while she was ugly crying.
here i go,
trying to comfort her and let her know it’s okay…

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So let’s go back.
I’m fonting all the way back.
like,
bottles and bibs “back”.

“hey little you.”
when many of us were younger,
we were innocent and had clean slates.
the world was big and bright.
we thought turning 13 meant we were old.
those who were lucky with parents who protected them,
their childhoods were practically flawless.
the rest of us weren’t so lucky.
someone(s) showed us hurt instead of love.
sometimes it was one incident or a few that made us go mute.
that is the day we decided to lock ourselves in a cage…

Continue reading “at least the cage you locked your inner child in is pretty” →

many of the foxholers like when i write stories.
ya’ll know i was in my bag with the short sex stories in foxhole’s past.
i decided to start writing a story and…

Continue reading “cum and read me (season 1)” →

Many of us don’t realize what a shift in power dynamics looks like.
One minute are on top and the next,
we are on the bottom and hurting because of it.

 i finally had my “a-ha” moment.
the foxhole taught me what that looks like.
so i’m gonna be 100 with you:

Many of my Foxholers are smashing/have smashed many of the males we lust after.
Allegedly.

from attentionistos to the “straight” personal trainers.
i’ve seen me the sex clips,
the “after sex” pictures,
and the “oh so he isn’t straight” messages.
allegedly.
there is a common theme when i font to some of ya’ll…

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i don’t think i wanna get high again.
okay,
i’m lying but still,
read me out.

Sunday Night…

i decided to finish watching gen v on amazon prime.
as i was at the part after “ant girl” slid down dude’s giant penis,
i said to myself:

“This show would probably be so dope while high off an edible.”

so i took half of an eddy but decided i needed to take the other half too.
so i ended up getting higher than the wings of an angel…

Continue reading “cleo sol saved my life on sunday night” →