inside jamari fox

okay.aave.
we all knew him from that tatt on the right tit.
i like to look at him and one day,
i went to look at him and he was not on IG anymore.
okay,
aave,
we all need a break from being seen so whatevs.
weeks turned into months and i was like….

“uhhhhhhhhh,
what happened to him?”

so i randomly asked one of my Foxholers about him yesterday.
he didn’t disappear but he changed his name and well…

i’m gonna font something that might be controversial:

males who support a certain base but secretly love fuckin’ other males and trans vixens need to exposed.

why?
he doesn’t get to enjoy wet mouth and juicy hole while aligned with hatred.
he is literally using others for pleasure in private while wearing a mask in public.
another controversial statement:

people who fuck others who are aligned with hatred,
but using the excuse the dick was mind-blowing or the hole was unbelievable,
are complete morons to me.

they don’t get to act like a victim because the sex was good.
this following attentionisto got exposed for what he really likes.
i’m not shocked and neither should you…

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i wish this she didn’t do this.

so everyone meet camryn giselle booker.
she happens to be one of the first sacrificial lambs in this situation.
she decided to go provoke those who were mourning for the deceased at texas tech:

…and now she has been arrested and getting dragged by that other base all over x-twitter.

this is my thoughts about it…

what does a mental health episode look like?
okay,
let’s rephrase:

what does YOUR idea of a true mental health episode look like?

i can’t font for you,
but for me,
it means removing myself from all things until further notice.
before it was wallowing in self pity and sadness.
these days,
its quietly finding what brings me joy to recharge my batteries.

unlike the others,
i can’t pour from an empty cup.

last week,
dante the body had a mental health episode.
he posted a dramatic AF social media post:

“I’M UNALIVING MYSELF AND IF YOU FIND THIS NOTE,
IT’S TOO LATE!”

( x you can see it here )
well,
whoops!…
because he posted this…

i won’t even hold you but last week drained me dry.
i was at an empty and the only way i could get a refill was to step away.
has anyone noticed the forests have been non-stop confusion lately?
since __________,
we haven’t had a break or a moment of peace.
if it ain’t been this; it been that.
so last week,
you all know we witnessed a(nother) murder for the forests to see.
i was pretty indifferent to it but what really drained me…

listennnnnnn….

i’ve come to two conclusions about that assassination.
it has been sitting on my spirit for a while now.
i like to look deep into things when i’m connecting dots.
so check it,
one…