we are so use to wolves fucking shit up.
i mean, this is a fox based blog so we do speak on their drama… a lot.
we are so use to them hurting us and making a mockery of the word “dating”.
yep you right.
some of them definitely do need to die.
but, what happens when a fox is the “bitch” in the story?
what if he collects broken hearts of unsuspecting wolves?
there are some foxes whose antics make wolves the way they are: the bitch.
imagine falling for someone you were actually feeling….
… who in return stomps all over your heart?
you let them in and they take advantage.
it ain’t easy.
i started to wonder…

Can a fox, turned jackal/hyena, turn a good wolf bad?

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“sup”
“nothing sup with you…”
“liked your pictures and i want to get to know you…”
“what?”
“lol i said i want to get to know you. i’m feeling what i see…”
“wait, what?”
“are you okay?
“i’m fine, i’m not retarded. you’re just… different… and that’s different.”

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yeah foxes…
what?
no sex?
no “how fat is my ass“?
no” when can we fuck“?
no “can we chill one day to watch a movie“?
you actually… want to get know me?
what’s wrong with you?

ugly?
fat?
an illusion?
a robot?
your left leg is longer than the right?

we all have a hidden “boomquisha/pookie” within us.
that “eye rolling/huffin and puffin/”why is you lying?” spirit that thinks everything is not what it is.
as much as we want to be “buffy/scott“:
the smiling/excited/naive spirit!
… we sometimes simply can’t.

you stay with a hard eye roll because you already know “seeing it believing” and “niggas is bullshit“.
it is a shocker when someone in the lifestyle actually wants to get to know you.
are we so jaded into already thinking the wolf on the other end may only be interested in one thing?
or, is this what the lifestyle has brought us?

i started to wonder…

Do we sabotage potential relationships with our thoughts?

Continue reading “I Met A Wolf and I’m Already Acting Like “Boomquisha”.” →

one of my foxes sent me this video with the title WATCH NOW.
i had to post this.
it turned me on HEAVY.
i’m sure this is the story of many foxes who are being sponsored.
some get overly attached and become clingy.
others know how to play their role.
my thing is…
you know what you were getting into.
why act surprised?

anyway, check below…

Continue reading “The DOWN LOW Baller Wolf… and The Fox Who Loves Him.” →

i have a soft spot for frat wolves.

someone about a group of wolves/foxes/hybrids,
working together,
bonding and being brothers,
all while doing those little step shows  in the college yard.
all that testosterone.
all those fine ass men coming together as one.
enough to give me a damn seizure.
but, messing with a frat wolves can almost be a secret society.
just like the whole fox/hybrid/wolf life.
they tend to all be the “man’s man“.
nothing should be “lifestyle” about them.

but, is it me or do a lot of frat wolves get down with much more than stepping?
i know a few college foxes who have dealt with the finest frat wolves.
even star fox and i have.
i started to wonder…

have you ever dealt with the forbidden fraternity boy?

Continue reading “I Should Cheat On You With A Fraternity Wolf.” →

that fox root.

the potent spell that works on the straightest of Wolves.
even ones in relationships get turned out.
one sniff and they are overwhelmed.
can’t stop thinking about you.
need you in their life for the cure.

the only problem with the root is that it is so strong,
it often scares them too…

Continue reading “I Told Him, “If I Had A Pu$$y, He Could Beat My Shit Into A Coma”.” →

“why am i finding foxes more attractive than wolves?
these niggas out here looking filthy,
can’t dress,
and can’t even speak English.
yet, you can find a fox who got a job/career,
his own,
and got some kind of swag.” – a hyena.

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how about that same hyena got asked on a date,
and the wolf did not pay for dinner or the movie?

better than me.
number would have been erased when i didn’t see him reach for his credit card.

i’m sorry if that sounds terrible.

i keep telling ya’ll foxes rule the world.
the days when i thought wolves ran the world are over.
next to vixens, we are going out there and making a name for ourselves.
we are getting up early and doing what we need to do.
we are making money and able to afford the luxuries of life.
these lazy ass niggas want to lay up under us.
nigga i ain’t a body pillow.
it seems other foxes, and even the hybrids, are feeling the same.
so i had to ask…

is this why most foxes are attracted to the each other?

Continue reading “I Wonder What It Is Like To Have A Boner?” →