That Scream mask might be a foreshadow.

so i wanted to font heavy about someone named israel.
israel checks all boxes of attentionisto:

...but unfortunately,
like most pineapples on rihanna’s internet,
he can’t just look good and show off that big juicy penis.
they gotta ruin it somehow and some way.
israel’s ex,
lightskin goddess,
had a lot of font and show about her alleged time with him.
brace yourself…

Anytime I hear about curious males experimenting with other males,
it always makes me cringe tbh.

they say it’s not for them when clearly,
they chose the WRONG male to be their first.
for some,
the options are slim and the fear of getting caught is high.
so they get with someone with muscles or ultra-masculine…

When they clearly needed someone who was more feminine,
little to no bawdy hair,
and the bawdy party they were looking for.

acting/cannibal jackal,
armie hammer,
made me think of this in his recent revelation on his podcast.
he admitted he hopped on grindr to hook up with another male.
alas…

I’m going to use Charlie as an example for this upcoming entry.
Disclaimer: I’m NOT implying that Charlie is down for the Foxhole.
There is no confirmation besides he is STRAIGHT as far as I know.
I still think he is fine AF even though he annoyed me being on that reality show.
I tell/font him that to his face but I digress…

i read a reddit sub a while back where a fox met a fine wolf at the gym,
and the wolf legit started talking to him out of interest,
and the fox was asking himself:

“Why would he even be interested in me?”

…because he felt he wasn’t “just as fine” too.
apparently,
the fox is average in all areas.
so let’s font that the fox goes on autopilot and later on down the road,
they fall into in a relationship because the wolf is genuinely into him…

The insecurities that this Wolf triggered out this Fox would cause him to fuck up this potential relationship.

so it made me think about dating those we think are out our league.
it led me back to a conversation with a friend the other day.
she showed me an IG post of tyler lepley and i asked her…

I’m one of those people who keeps all his iPhone boxes.

i don’t throw them out because in my head:

“What if I need it in the future?”

what,
in some weird emergency,
i need to return my iPhone?
not realizing that when some shit happens,
apple literally sends you a cardboard box to send your phone back in.
so if that isn’t it,
then what is it?

Maybe it’s keeping the box that when I see it,
I remember the memories that came with that particular iPhone?

like my iPhone boxes,
i was holding onto someone that i no longer speak to on “find my friends“.
we haven’t talked in 2 years but we knew each other for 12.
it took about a 2 months in 2022 for our friendship to end.
all i had left was us still connected through that app.
when i would go on there to look for my devices,
they would pop up,
living in an entirely different state with whole new life now.

over the weekend,
i had a friend posed a few questions to me…

when i was young fox,
going through depression,
i saw this video pop on BET and it gave me instant peace:

“Ain’t No Rain In This Cloud”

i love good songs that are current but composed like past generations.
i begged my mother to buy me her debut album,
“black diamond“,
after i heard her second single:

I LOVED the vibe of “Alright”.

after i got the album,
i proceeded to listen to it every day.
i loved her second album,
“mahogany soul”,
even though that album also brings back not so great memories.
safe to font that even though i stopped keeping up with her,
i have always fucked wit angie stone.
sadly,
today…

after the tom foolery that was yesterday,
i’ve been asking myself this for a while now:

God willing,
once this four-year nightmare is over and we somehow survive,
surely Americans will vote for someone who can undo this mess…
right?

honestly,
i hope this administration haunts us.
i hope it’s so unbearable that everyone races to the polls next election,
ready to make better choices.
after yesterday…

i had to wonder…