excuse my french right quick.
*ahem*

In every chapter in my life,
there was always some stupid BITCH who loved weaponizing to my sexuality.

they could NEVER mind their business.
it was always someone i thought was cool.
they were so busy in my front yard but in their own backyards:

A) they didn’t realize their manz wanted to stuff my ass with his cream

B) their own manz was cheating on them HEAVY or didn’t even like them

C) no one outside of their clique of other stupid bitches liked them either

sorry,
i had to get that off my fingers.
it has been sitting on my spirit for years.
it was always one defective hoe in the batch who was becoming like her mother.
they were evolving like a pokemon into the bitch mother they hated so much for being nosy.

ugh…
so a discussion about how black vixens make every male DL.
“the neighborhood talk” posted it and i wanted to correct something…

yesterday,
i was on the phone with cousin hybrid for over two hours,
catching up on everything:

Politics
Dating
Life updates
Family
The ins and outs of males who lurk on Rih’s social media

but somewhere towards the end,
we stumbled onto an unexpected “a-ha” moment about our childhood…

What we’re not gon’ do today is feel depressed.
What we’re not gon’ do today is feel worthless.
What we’re not gon’ do today is feel left out.

because let’s be real,
today is just the day for people to flex off their relationships.
the posts are rolling in:

“Haha,
I ain’t lonely today,
bitch!”

but realistically…

I don’t think I’ve ever admitted how much of a lowkey Aretha Franklin stan I am.
I love her music and it has def gotten me through hard times.

when did music stop being a movement too?
back in the day,
black artists didn’t just entertain:

They educated
They protested
They pushed culture forward.

sure,
we needed to dance and escape,
but we also needed to feel seen and to be uplifted.
artists like…

Gay culture,
Black gay twitter,
Black gay IG,
and the Foxhole makes and breaks these attentionistos.

there was a white wolf that came across my feed last year.
he was part of a trio of sexy wolves from montana.
i should have known the following from montana.
their brand is cosplaying as cowboys.
imo,
he was the sexiest out the three,
even though the one who dated kristin cavallari is who everyone wants to fuck.

i watched his snap every day because of his biceps,
pecs,
and his print.
he is also really handsome too and i was enjoying his content until…

Two weeks ago,
He took a trip with one of the others in the group to that place our new president lives.
He tried to pretend he wasn’t there until he got caught and came clean.
He was posing with the new presidents pictures and said,
“this place is lit!”.

…and that was the end of that.
i unfollowed with the quickness and never looked back.
even though this wolf didn’t have a freak twitter,
^that tweet above is funny because it’s so true.
i’d like to add some more to the list that turn me off…

^A discussion I was having with a Foxholer earlier about an Attentionisto.
One who allegedly deals with other males if he has a connection with them.
This Foxholer knows said Attentionisto.
The “her” is really a “he”.

looking back,
i realize that every time i got caught up with certain wolves:

Work Wolf
WW3
Light Bright

i had this insecure fear about sex.
not sex itself…