Shawn Mendes admitted recently he is still trying to figure his sexuality out.

i get it.
there was a point where i was in the prison of the struggle.
in a few ways,
i still struggle.
sometimes,
i think many gay folks forget what the stuggle was/is like.
before we became “yassified” and hungry little animals for cum,
there was a fearful place of “nah i’m good” to anything remotely gay.
i’ll never forget…

What if a male is the ultimate fantasy to fuck,
but once you have both fucked each other’s brains out…
that’s it?
No sparks,
No substance,
and just one giant meh.

everyone’s still buzzing about victoria monét and john gaines jr. splitting up.
apparently,
she’s moving on:

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leaving everyone asking:
why would victoria let go of such a fine,
fine,
and “did i font fine” wolf like john?

“If i was with John,
I’d fuck him absolutely stupid,
bathe him,
and drink his bath water,” said literally almost every gay and vixen on Bey’s internet.

but i want to challenge a thought…

What happens when you realize you’ve been the superhero in everyone else’s story,
yet your own plot feels a little…
un-heroic?

i made a mistake.
a big one.
after days of feeling so low,
it hit me like a lightning bolt…

Ever worked at a job where the boss was practically satan in a suit?

maybe it was your boss,
your fav’s boss,
or you just watched the chaos from the sidelines.
this jackal had a known rep for tormenting everyone.
even the strongest people cracked under their pressure.
no one dared to complain though due to fear of losing their job,
getting blacklisted,
or that old “you gotta play the game” mentality kept everyone quiet.
people either suffered through the abuse or didn’t last long and left.

It wasn’t until one brave soul finally spoke up that the floodgates opened.

suddenly,
everyone had a story and just like that,
the so-called jackal was shown the door with a hefty severance to go away quietly.
don’t you love when hr protects these demons?
as we saw,
cassie started talking and guess what?

Diddy’s untouchable reputation was officially wounded and 120 more alleged victims have come forward to tell their side….

when i font,
“yikes on a bike” with these allegations…

Have you ever realized that no matter how you looked or acted,
you could pull the “same sex experimentation” out of certain males without a lot of effort?

my special powers is that i make anyone feel comfortable.
i wouldn’t have spent so much time hating myself for being different.
when i think about all the wolves i bagged without even realizing it,
i actually feel like the sexiest person alive.

I thought they were being standoffish but I’d always catch them staring.
Not only that,
when we were alone,
I couldn’t get them to shut up.

so those feminine traits of mine i once despised?
they were like magnets that pulled the curiosity out of my admirers.
instead of obsessing over the ones who wasted my time,
i should’ve just shrugged and said:

BYE BITCH!

because,
in reality,
i was always pulling someone even bolder and sexier.
i didn’t have the tools to understand my own power.
it wasn’t until i stumbled on someone like @martinurzua.com,
casually flipping the script in making wolves curious like this one…

that i realized…

I’m not even gonna hold you,
but I’m strictly a sofritas burrito/bowl fox at Chipotle.
I was introduced in 2019 and I’m into it.
( x feel free to educate yourself if you don’t ).
I’m really into the veggie menu as well.
Sometimes,
I’ll do a week or two where I eat strictly veg.

when i see tweets like that,
where someone’s linking vaccines to everything under the sun,
it just makes my head hurt.
i’ve been around jackals who get almost giddy…

At the thought of everyone who took the vaccines to drop dead.

…just so they can say/font,
“i told you so”.

…as if the lives lost were some twisted validation of their paranoia.
people love to preach about all that went down under the rona,
but they conveniently forget how much of the “good shit” is toxic too.
fonting about the good shit…