i get great emails.
the foxhole is always in constant communicating with me.
if i don’t get back to your message,
please do not take offense!
i was speaking to an foxholer about “him” from my job.
“that guy”.
“him whose name shall not be mentioned”.
anyway he showed me this old entry from 2011:

x “Yo Straight Gay Wolf, Do Wanna Be My Manz? PAUSE and NO HOMO.”

honestly reading those comments helped me find my golden crown again.
thanks to the foxholer who had to refresh my soul drive.
well i was talking to vain,
one of the foxhole vets,
and showed him the entry.
well in a reponse,
he wrote the following…
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i have a lot of straight wolf friends.
some of them are fine as hell.
i don’t actively try to seduce straight wolves.
if i did,
my sex life might be a lot more poppin’.
so would my health insurance.
i’m very shy and i’m terrified of rejection.
either way,
there is always that one “straight” wolf i meet that would latch onto me.
i always meet one of  them before an actual “gay/bi” wolf.
ive been told i’m a little intimidating.
i don’t know.
either way i’m over that scene.
i was talking to my cousin hyrbid about the “work wolf” chronicles.
even tho he isn’t close,
talking to him usually brings me so much peace.
he is the only one in this life,
next to the foxhole,
i actively communicate with.
he stopped dating colored and moved onto snow hybrids.
well i was asking him an easier way to get over all of this.
well this is what he told me via whatsapp…
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last night was interesting.
oh and i’m off today.
yay.
my boss let me have a four day weekend for all my hard work.
um score?
anyway so back to the interesting that was last night.
work wolf and i…
yeah all signs are pointing to…
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they say you are “too picky”.
you listen.
they say you want something that doesn’t exist.
you listen.
they say you need to settle.
you listen.
so then you look in the mirror and wonder…

Is this why I’m single?

well you listened.
is it because you aren’t involved in the “hook up culture”?
you listened.
should i be on hook up sites sleeping with every “dick” or “in hairy”?
welp!
you listened.
so then you are forced to look around at everyone else.

the jackal is getting with the wolf you want.
the ratchet that has them climbing down her walls.
the common folks are doing more datin’ and fuckin’…

…and then you realized this is why you are single.
you aren’t like everyone else.
why is that such a problem?
when did “being different” become the worst thing in the world?
well i want you to remember something when you decide to listen to an idiot…
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everyone one of us loves attention in some way.
no one wants to feel un-wanted.
when you are in the spotlight,
or that someone you are really feeling is feeling you back,
it can be one of the most exhilarating feelings.
you can do and accomplish anything.
it gives you an extra pep in your step.
sadly when that attention is taken away,
or not returned in a way you want,
it can bring out people’s worst insecurities.
in this new age of taking a snap shot/video of everything,
we can get quick attention at a snap of a finger.
too bad its only fleeting.
we have to constantly seek validation from empty sources.
so even tho we know this…

Why do we still search for attention?

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“5-3-8…7

denied.

damn.
hmm.

1-2-3-4

accepted.

this dumb ass...
aight let me see his private messages…
i gave him 3 benadryls so he gonna be sleep until tomorrow afternoon.
just as i thought!
this asshole.
ugh.”

i don’t want to be this person.
the:

“hackin’ my wolf’s phone to find out if he is cheatin’ on me.”

…person.
that person makes me break out in hives.
i usually judge that person in my head.

“if they know their wolf isn’t faithful,
what more proof is needed?

sometimes you can have all the proof and still need the “gut punch”.
you need to read the messages.
see the sexting.
your nose needs to inhale the bullshit.
straight.
no chaser.
so there you are…
screenshotting and emailing evidence to yourself.
sending messages to the hoes with a promise of an ass whoopin’.
why is the aggression directed at his ass?
why not drop him and realize our worth?
hmm.
at some point,
in the matters of love,
do we all become “that person”?
the one who has to stalk his social media accounts?
i had to wonder…

Can you see yourself hackin’ your man’s phone?
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