in that pic,
he looks like how i feel.
pfft.

once upon a time,
i was an idiot who wanted to see the good in people after they said “sorry”.
those were fun times of learning that:

anyone can say they’re sorry when they’re sorry about their current circumstances.

it doesn’t mean they’re genuinely sorry.
we have programmed by our parentals that one word asking for forgiveness holds weight.
we were told to take an apology only to learn it meant shit in the long run,
especially when it came from siblings.

there are legit murderer that said they were sorry during sentencing,
all in hopes of getting off or a lighter sentence.

how many times has our toxic exes said they were “sorry”?
friends who hurt us and see we are doing better coming back with apologies?
“the one that let you get away” suddenly realizes you were the right one for them?

so when i saw kanye put out a full page spread in the “wall street journal“,
apologizing to the jewish and black communities for his past harmful behavior…

God,
what a way to shred your iconic character.
this entire press tour for that movie is when i said:

serena,
have you gone mad?
this movie is about DV and you’re grifting hair products.
not only that,
she had drinks including one named after the DV character.
that location share shit was what sealed the deal for me too.
it sounded so unserious.

so if some shit was to go down about my last living situation,
and i had to give up my phone,
the police would see:

that shit was a hot topic in my text messages with various people.

not only that,
i had documents saved and conversations recorded.
last night,
i went down the deep dive of blake lively/justin baldoni drama.
won’t even hold you but i read a majority of the texts,
watched videos of people covering the case,
and everything is a big yikes but i do have a question…

he looks ultra dusty.
yuck.
ain’t no amount of horny in the forests…

ya’ll have sent me some disturbing shit in my Foxhole,
but this one took the whole cake for me.
i always wonder what goes on in people’s homes.
they may look great on the outside,
but sometimes,
we are surrounded by real monsters.

this includes males we meet off sites for sex to host in their homes.

we don’t know who they dun’ killed up in their homes,
or if they gonna kill us in their homes.
^that one dust bunny hyena up there to wanted to fuck so bad off grindr…

why don’t they just start the civil war they’ve been hinting?
this is what they want and they are inching slowly towards it.

…cause this is getting ridiculous but i’m not surprised anymore.
maybe,
i’m desensitized to all this bullshit going on nowadays?
i hate to be that person butttttttttttttttttt…

everyone seems okay complaining about all that’s happening,
and 50 others come through with excuses trying to overwrite facts,
so whats even the point of stressing out anymore?

i don’t know about you but i knew the ICE hunters would not stop at renee good.
in my opinion:

she was the test/the experiment.

the test/experiment was if that ICE hyena got away with killing her,
that means they would be allowed to kill anyone else.
so just like i thought,
nothing happened and the forests were angrily moving on to the next trauma bond,
but then this happened this morning in minnesota.
another ICE hyena and another US citizen…

this whole culture of:

“we hooked up and now i blocked you on grindr/jack’d/sniffies/whatever else”…

…Foxhole,
i keep fonting that this current hook up culture is for the morons.
i see why so many of us are single and the straights of gen z are sexless.
we claim we want to be in relationships but we meet potentials but fuck first; ask questions later.
so because we didn’t communicate what we actually wanted,
we default to the block on where we met em.
not even because it was scary or weird either.
just someone who found us attractive and wanted to know more after.
yup!
that’ll teach em!

like,
really think about it:

we are blocking people after one hook up,
even if the connection went really well.
are we stupid?

i saw a post on reddit and felt empathy over the situation.
it went like this…

is this an example of what the people say is “queer baiting”?

when a acting wolf does/says a bunch of sus shit during movie press time,
especially when the movie has them as a “gay”,
but as soon as promo is over:

“I AIN’T GAY!
SEE!
LOOK AT MY PRETTY LADY!”
SEE!
AIN’T SHE PRETTY!”

someone ends up pregnant because that solidifies the straightness.

alexander skarsgård saw that after “pillion“,
the gays were getting too rabid for his swedish meats.
he put said this once we watched “pillion”…