erase all contents and settings

Yesterday has been on one.
Actually it has been one,
two,
and three but I ended up getting a message at the end.

so my phone has been acting weird.
we know when something is off when we choose not to ignore it.
message one?
anyway,
the actions were off and some things weren’t functioning well.
randomly the other day,
i came upon an article about doing a clean install of the entire software.
that means resetting the entire phone and setting it up like it’s brand new.
i ended up calling apple and after a few diagnostic tests,
they told me the clean install will fix the issue.
something inside was urging me to start over with a clean slate.
message two?

yesterday during the afternoon,
i decided to do it.
after that whole process,
my phone started acting much faster and better but Foxhole…

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past rewind so i press fast forward (or eject the tape completely)

life can be pretty interesting when we make it that way.
i’m learning that when we think and feel differently,
we can create magic within our lives.
yesterday,
i was feeling pretty good.
i have been feeling pretty good these last two weeks tbh.
i said to myself:

“I am wanted.
I am desired.
I am getting apologies from people who hurt me.
I am safe.”

i want to start speaking to myself differently.
i kid you not that shortly after i said that…

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that feeling inside that turns you off

for my foxholers who been in toxic and abusive relationships,
i got a question for ya’ll:

When did you know you were done?

i can imagine it was a feeling,
right?
like,
something inside just snapped and you felt the feeling of being fed up.
that jackal you thought you loved just didn’t feel the same anymore.
its that feeling of

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reminder: you are becoming like your mother and its a real downer :-(

many of us,
whether we like or not,
will be like the ones who raised us as we grow up.
i shudder the thought.
so yes reader,
as you get older,
you are becoming like your mother/father/grandmother/whoever.
some of you are shuddering at the thought.
i am working on breaking that generational curse in my own life.
so i’m going to font you something that i want you to read carefully.
ready?…

Whether you are a total wolf,
total fox,
or a total hybrid.
Whether you don’t want your penis touched or you do.
Whether you never want to suck or to be sucked…

I’m letting you know that I,
Jamari Fox,
supports you in WHATEVER you choose to do.

here is the thing

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you aren’t there because you haven’t accepted here.

there are Foxholers who have stood by my side since the beginning.
many of them have picked up pom poms and cheered when i couldn’t.
they have been with me during the good and the bad.
i started a patreon and they signed up just to show their support.
that means a lot.

I continue to create content for them.
Even if it’s only 20 people,
you give those 20 people a hell of a show.

they have stood by my side since i started this platform.
when people talk about albums that got them through difficult times:

Foxholers have told me that I got them through hard times.

like,
that’s a blessing i have tremendous gratitude for.
this is acceptance of my own power comes in…

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at least the cage you locked your inner child in is pretty

So let’s go back.
I’m fonting all the way back.
like,
bottles and bibs “back”.

hey little you.
when many of us were younger,
we were innocent and had clean slates.
the world was big and bright.
we thought turning 13 meant we were old.
those who were lucky with parents who protected them,
their childhoods were practically flawless.
the rest of us weren’t so lucky.
someone(s) showed us hurt instead of love.
sometimes it was one incident or a few that made us go mute.
that is the day we decided to lock ourselves in a cage

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