i remember being a teen fox and hearing about freaknik in atl.
the straights that were older went.
all i heard about it was:

“…and yo,
they be fuckin in the streets!”

that is all my sexually struggling ass needed to hear.
i can’t even imagine all the “90s fine” pineapples down there who were ack’ up.
the Foxholer told me:

“I hooked up with some wolves during Freaknik.
Remember,
ATL was always a gay mecca.
You get some likka,
weed,
and be in the right place and time in these curious males and…”

mmm.
i said to myself after i watched we could never have that level of ratchet in atl again.
as fun,
wild,
and free as that would be,
a Foxholer sent me this…

as i learn to really observe people,
i learn that those who are a “pro-” something are really insecure.
they play a good cosplay of “the strong one” or “i’m above it all” but…

These people are the first to be easily broken when the flames get too hot.

intense amounts of criticism usually breaks them.
that being fonted:

Lizzo annoys me to the core nowadays.

she was so amazing when she first came out and then took a serious left turn.
from the antics during the panny to claims of alleged bullying from her dancers.
you’d think she would lay low,
let this all blow over,
and come out with a song for us to forget those moments.
this is what i assumed she was doing because i haven’t heard her name in a minute.
nope!
i rolled my eyes when i saw her latest social media post…

The following gave me second hand embarrassment.

i’m starting to realize you can’t tell certain pineapples that you are into them.
it goes beyond just a fear of rejection.
it’s like a game of “i just randomly landed on his dick and here we are“.
it also is a “crush killer” too.
the person who reveals their true feelings vocally first loses the game.
the person who can get the other to reveal their interest by body language wins.
jerrod carmicheal lost when it came to revealing his crush to tyler the creator…

“A Lannister always pays it’s debts.” – the Lannister motto,
Game of Thrones

that is one of my favorite quotes from “game of thrones“.
that show was brilliant and showed the true dynamics of characteristics within people.
i took that quote as whatever debts we create in life,
we always have to pay in some way.
good or bad.

There comes a point we can’t outsmart or pay off our fates.

all eyes were tuned into diddy yesterday,
we all watched as his homes got raided and his kids were put in handcuffs.

and as much as i want to feel sorry for one of our black legends in entertainment…

pause.
i love when a “straight” male is knee deep in flirting with my gay ass,
he is revealing his true colors as he speaks,
and then he hits me with a “pause“.

pause in the black community is like insurance for your straightness.
all of your sus shit is excused as long as you say pause at the end of a sentence.

It’s like some Christians who think their slates are wiped clean at the altar every Sunday.

i don’t know which year that pause came out but in 2024,
the phrase for straight protection are changing to…

We barely appreciate Mariah and all the other legends.

i keep saying and fonting that people don’t appreciate you until you gone.
until you say “fuck you, don’t talk to me anymore, goodbye“.
folks get the message either through death,
when they see your ass glo’d up in “new me; who dis?”,
or you not fuckin’ with them anymore because of being taken for granted.

“OMG!
______ was so amazing and I miss them so much!”

tell us how you fucked up and lost a good thing without telling us.
so when i see shit like this…