Valentine’s Day.
AKA
The Day The Earth Stood Still For Singles

I guess I have grown up because I had a good day.
Even though, I had no Wolf in sight.
Everyone was on a mad rush to find a Valentine for the last two weeks.
Twitter was filled with desperate people fiending for someone to make them feel important.
I saw this bad bodied Wolf on my time line whining for someone to his Valentine.

Really?

But the on the flip side,
was looking for someone to fuck in the same breath.

Really?

Why is this one day, the only day, that makes single people lose their damn mind?
Back in the day, I use to feel depressed like a mug.
It was like relationships were turned up on HI with surround sound.

Every one of my people were flaunting their relationships.

“Ohh look what my baby bought me!”
Flowers.
“Ooooh baby you shouldn’t have!”
Flowers.
“Oooooh I love you for this!!!”
Flowers.
Could I see something from Tiffanys or something from Bergdorfs?
Nope. Flowers.

Of course when I walked out the office,
I saw the cutest niggas handcuffed to their females.
I mean these Wolves were fine as hell and their Vixens were pretty sexy themselves.
On the real, it didn’t even effect me like I thought it would.

Well, I did see myself letting a few of them fucking the Fox shit outta me…

I did the best thing I could do to make myself feel like King Fox….

A nigga like me went to the spa.

That’s right.
I went and got pampered.
I got a facial, massaged for an hour, and then went into the steam room and just sat there.
I closed my eyes and just let the vapors take me through it.
I bought a bottle of wine on the way to the crib
and now I’m here blasting Lil’ Wayne and letting you guys know what my day looked like.
Also, Ima jack the hell off til I’m in a coma.

SOME NEW SHIT TO JACK OFF WITH ME TOO

I hope my Foxes and Wolves were not bitter today.
It made no sense.

Hope you had a good day people.
If not, have a better night.

Later