I love when I write something,
and I get a comment that shifts my existence.
I swear, I have the smartest viewers in the whole blogging universe.
All important components to being a Fox or a Wolf.
But, I usually need the good word myself.
I go through things like everyone else and usually,
I have no one to talk to about these issues.

Today,
I got a comment from ICeeDedPpl that had me sitting in Hale and Hearty,
going well over my lunch break in just deep thought.

I consider these comments, “mental homework”.
Ever so often, I will throw up comments that touch me…
…and I know will touch you.

Read it below.

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Going out alone has always been weird to me.

I am so use to finding someone else to tag along with to occupy time.
I always felt it meant you were a loner or banished by society.
Lately, I have been feeling unfulfilled with people in my life.
Tired of waiting for phone calls, waiting for late people to arrive, and tired of being alone even if I am out with a ton of people
(read between the lines of that last statement).

So, I made a desicion to go out and enjoy my life as a solo act.
Go out there, network, and find what I am looking for.

Pop the hood for what I discovered…

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#NYStandTheFuckUP

…well I didn’t go for a HIV test.
It kinda just sorta happened.

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How many have my Foxes and Wolves have been tested… ever?

If you haven’t… EVER… then prepare for me to slap you as this story is NOT for you.
Me, on the other hand, ended up getting tested today.

And BOY OH BOY…

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I am actually pissed today. 

So fuckin mad that I could break something.
Well, break a couple things.

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INSECURITIES.

A word that can be like a big ass pimple before a photo shoot.
Don’t they just pop up at the wrong fuckin’ times?
Like, life can be going smooth and then some shit happens and you aren’t as sure of yourself as you should be.
You sit dwelling about what you should have done differently.
Replay the scene in your head and pause to analyze.

It sucks, but what do you think of this statement down below…

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