i related to lionel higgins from “dear white people” on netflix.
i wasn’t as awkward…
but i always was “the quiet shy one”.
i always knew the:
…that i would jack off about.
i have even been in the next room,
listening to “that type” fucking some vixen’s brains out.
the things i’d imagine as i listened.
that is the life of a discreet fox/wolf/hybrid trying to find themselves.
the foxhole been telling me about “dear white people”.
well moreso to check out this iconic scene…
can we talk about brandon p bell aka troy fairbanks real quick:
i enjoyed him and every inch of his sex scenes.
so during my depression yesterday,
i didn’t want to lay in bed the entire day.
i was legit just looking at the ceiling.
i decided to put on “dear white people” on netflix.
i loved it so much i’m currently watching it again.
i never saw the movie,
but i am a huge fan of the show.
one thing i will say is i love the bond between troy and lionel.
they were roommates,
and you would think someone like troy would be homophobic,
hell even an asshole,
but he treated lionel like a brother.
i loved how it highlighted the relationship a fox can have on a straight wolf.
i usually have those relations with a straight wolves.
those damn male straights doing their suspect shit…
that connection often feels different than with my own.
they actually saw me for who i am.
even though it can be enveloped in fantasy on my end.
i want the foxhole to check out “dear white people”.
lowkey: why i the only one mad with the fox at the bar?
the one who pulled out his phone?
i would have socked him.
i also thought coco and joelle were gorgeous.
video credited: dear white people | auscaps