i know a wolf IRL who deemed “the fine one” by society.
he looks like ^this wolf here.
the “every fine light skinned black male with a beard” starter pack.
the vixen he is with is so paranoid about him cheating,
she has his password to his IG account.
you don’t even know if it’s him replying or if its her.
i do know you it’s obvious when she posts under his account and when he does.
when she posts on his wall,
since she dressed him and took all the photos,
his posts get a lot of likes.
when he does it because it’s often low effort,
it doesn’t get as much engagement.
she legit works as his assistant,
photographer,
stylist,
personal chef,
other half of his brain,
and finance advisor.
the wild part is when they take pictures together,
he either looked bored or they look like platonic friends.
she isn’t a show stopper in the least but when i think of her shenanigans,
i’m often left to wonder:
does that helicopter relationship-ping remove what made them attracted to you in the first place?
i saw a reddit thread today about a gay couple,
where 1/2 is “the fine one”,
but the other half is feeling insecure at all the attention the other gets.
i use to struggle with this but i had to realize…
he.
is.
with.
ME.
he comes (in more ways than one) home to me,
building a life with me,
and continues to show me that he is faithful in our relationship.
that alone should keep a fully charged battery in my back.
not only that:
i should feel like the sexiest fox alive knowing i bagged a beautiful manz that wants me.
…that means i am just as desired as he is.
if he presents ways that he is a cheater or abusive,
it would be nothing to bag a better him in a heartbeat too.
when you lead with insecurity,
especially around mlaes who society deems as prizes based off looks,
you’re handing them a roadmap to your weak spots.
the wrong ones will use it like GPS.
that’s why confidence is the required accessory to always carry,
especially if you’re drawn to “the fine ones”.
some of us are way too insecure want to date the “5k likes and up” club.
we put these males on pedestals they haven’t earned,
and then wonder why we’re left feeling small at their feet.
we having them telling us who thought they were fine,
or who is trying to suck their dicks with no hands,
when our answer should be:
“that is so cute but babe,
what are we having for dinner?”
so here’s a few questions i’ve been sitting with recently:
what if we walked through life like we flawlessly cut diamonds?
like anyone would be lucky,
blessed tbh,
to stand beside us?
what would life look like if we believed we were prizes too?
lowkey: i’m starting to realize when you handle disrespect with insecurity and lack,
you teach people that you are okay with breadcrumbs and a seat next to the bathroom.
when you handle things with:
“i don’t need your fuckin shit and will be up off this in about 2 seconds.”
…people start to get in line.
when you don’t recognize your worth early on,
people will automatically treat you like you’re on the discount rack.
see reddit thread:
this is a good “on the same topic” read too:
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