i was entertaining a certain wolf of interest these last few months.
keyword: WAS in all caps,
bolded,
underlined,
and possibly lit on fire.

he had me tight a few days ago and still hasn’t heard from me.
i haven’t called to “talk about it”,
no texts to check in,
or not even a “hope you’re well” after the extended silence.

When I’m done,
I’m fuckin done.

yesterday,
i shared my thoughts on that jackal who went off on lala anthony over a parking spot.
he took the petty express lane and decided to drag her name,
her current manz,
and even a few of her old industry bones into the mix.
it was messy but more importantly,
it made me realize something about myself…

When someone crosses me,
I retreat but not to plot,
but to protect.

i don’t expose people publicly
i don’t post receipts
i don’t leak texts
i don’t post blurry screenshots or full exposures

when i’m done,
i just go ninja when i’m hurt so i can figure shit out.

maybe it’s trauma,
maybe it’s strategy,
or maybe it’s both.
it was born in survival mode and i learned early that:

Silence is often safer than war on the public battlefront.

even when a few people tried to humiliate me publicly,
or even outed me before i told my story,
i never clapped back with their exposure for the entire forests to see.
trust me,
i knew all their shit including the good stuff that’ll really ruin them.

i could have really ended work wolf when he did it to me.

so if i were in a parking lot fiasco with lala?
it’s not that deep because in my forest,
a parking space doesn’t justify spilling someone’s personal life.
she isn’t hiding dead bodies in her freezer or some shit.
it’s not like she parked in my garage at my own house either.
that’s why wolves are so comfortable messing with me.
they know i won’t blast them,
even when we’re done.
they know i’ll keep their secrets even if they never kept mine.
here’s the trap tho:

That silence they respect?
It’s also the same silence they assume means I’ll tolerate anything.

“he won’t say a word.”
“he’ll let it slide.”
“he’s cool.”

…until i’m not and they use my kindness to be sassy bitches.

these last 2 months have been me dealing with all kinds of shit.
people have really been annoying me and i’ve been trying to keep the peace,
even after many of them have done things that hurt my feelings.

What if being quiet isn’t being loyal but it has been my people pleaser protecting them?

hmm.