i saw ^that online that felt like my brain on paper.
i’d like to add on:

The Foxhole.
being social.
rihanna’s social media presence.
the person i stay with.
the person i stay with.
THE PERSON I STAY WITH.
my own space.
my own space.
MY OWN SPACE.

…and i’m sure there are more in the reserves.
everything in my head is talking at once,
and it made me realize something…

getting on me for something and then turning around and doing the exact same thing?

that is one of my biggest pet peeves when to comes to anyone.
where i’m staying currently has been a complete mind fuck.
i had to wonder of i’m in a jordan peele or A24 production and didn’t realize it.
it’s one thing after the next,
to the point where i’ve started to wonder…

is this actually more mentally and emotionally taxing than what i left in new yawk?

the latest was what really made me back TF up…

there are some attentionistos that once they get bent for gay for pay,
or they did the bended,
they enter the point of no return.
you can’t turn back once you go through that tunnel…

…but personally,
i think something shifts in males once someone goes through their tunnel.

while some get traumatized for life because they didn’t realize what cums with it,
there are many whose love the feeling of what happened to their g-spots and go nuts.
males can make some good money for a few hours of sex work.
sometimes they get flown out for a weekend,
a week,
or it’s a night at a local hotel.

a good john will advise them on how to clean themselves,
what they are paying for,
and sometimes the logistics of what’s in the NDA.

i believe if you are selling your bawdy,
you should be thinking of two things…

karen from “mean girls” did that.
i fully believed her crazy.

i’ve been wanting to watch the housemaid since it came out.
i got invited to the screening last november,
but i couldn’t make it due to reasons beyond my control.
i was devastated i couldn’t attend that day,
but i wasn’t supposed to see it until now.

well,
last night.

as i was watching it,
two things crossed my mind.
one:

Brandon Sklenar is fine AF.

i was fully distracted by the smile,
the biceps,
the tank tops,
and how i’d let that 6’2 white wolf palm my cheeks like a basketball.

but then there was the second thought…

i believe in visualization in manifesting heavy.
meaning,
you should always visualize the life that you desire.
like,
you gotta visualize it that you can feel it.
that also includes the menz we desire as well.
for me,
it’s not so much saying it and affirming 24/7:

seeing it
imagining it
moving on from it

why do you think people’s past tweets before success became a reality?
this was ariana in 2011:

high-key: “7 rings” is a peak manifestation song.

i truly believe they “set it and forget it“.
it’s not crossing the line of obsession,
but dancing around at the line of delulu.
i’ve been wondering tho:

what if you used AI to create a version of yourself where you are living your best life?

a Foxholer sent me a IG of an insta-gay AI couple,
@jaydenandsean:

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this vision came from someone i’m sure wanting “this“.
acting(?) vixen,
skai jackson,
has been making AI creations of herself,
her fantasy manz,
and the life she desires on snapchat…

i didn’t ask to foster to a puppy.
i never liked the idea because i know me.
i’ll get close to an animal,
bond with it,
love it,
and train it only to then let it gotta go to someone else.
living here has been heavy on impulses with light chaos tbh,
so this puppy has been my peace.
i had the option to adopt and even though its a few hundred,
it’s not on my budget especially with the apartment deadline over my head.
well apparently in a message today…