inside jamari fox

omg that is how the Youtubers title their videos.

i’ve learned in life,
especially as a blogger,
that people will admire you UNTIL you say or font something they don’t agree with.
it’s a thing called “life“.
as gay males,
we know what its like to live our lives one way and be ostracized after coming out.
it happens to the best and the worst of us.
i wrote something yesterday that caused quite the stir.

i didn’t think anything of it when i wrote it because i’m usually poppin off at the fingers.
it was taken out of context so let’s address it but first…

i remember being a teen fox and hearing about freaknik in atl.
the straights that were older went.
all i heard about it was:

“…and yo,
they be fuckin in the streets!”

that is all my sexually struggling ass needed to hear.
i can’t even imagine all the “90s fine” pineapples down there who were ack’ up.
the Foxholer told me:

“I hooked up with some wolves during Freaknik.
Remember,
ATL was always a gay mecca.
You get some likka,
weed,
and be in the right place and time in these curious males and…”

mmm.
i said to myself after i watched we could never have that level of ratchet in atl again.
as fun,
wild,
and free as that would be,
a Foxholer sent me this…

my straight friend said to me the other day:

“I hope people realize that Trump is going to be president.
I really hope they aren’t thinking otherwise.”

as much as i wanted to throw my shoe at his head,
he isn’t the first person to say this to me.
gay and straight.
IRL or on the Foxhole.
everyone is starting to pick sides the faster we approach voting season.
i mean,
let’s be real…

my wolf friend was JUST telling me how he never brings strange vixens in his crib.
if he wants to smash,
he’ll get a room or he’ll go to their spot if he feels comfortable.
i find a lot of straight males have that energy tbh.
usually,
it’s fuckboi energy but still…
a Foxholer sent me a video that was sort if disturbing.
remove “sort of”.
arquez man,
deezy,
decided he was gonna expose him to get him kicked out of his apartment.
he decided to expose himself first…

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remember the first time you met him?
you know who i’m fonting about.
“him“.
one of the males you fantasized about.
remember when he was down for whatever?
meaning,
he allowed you to turn him out every which way until sunday.
front,
back,
side to side,
upside down and round and round (boy, ya turn me…)
there was nothing you didn’t do to him.

Remember when he was a Pre-Baller wolf just looking for a good time?

even though he was an up an coming big deal in sports,
he trusted you to keep his secrets and give him and out of body experience.

sort of like this pre-baller wolf here…

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as i learn to really observe people,
i learn that those who are a “pro-” something are really insecure.
they play a good cosplay of “the strong one” or “i’m above it all” but…

These people are the first to be easily broken when the flames get too hot.

intense amounts of criticism usually breaks them.
that being fonted:

Lizzo annoys me to the core nowadays.

she was so amazing when she first came out and then took a serious left turn.
from the antics during the panny to claims of alleged bullying from her dancers.
you’d think she would lay low,
let this all blow over,
and come out with a song for us to forget those moments.
this is what i assumed she was doing because i haven’t heard her name in a minute.
nope!
i rolled my eyes when i saw her latest social media post…