i am be the greatest fox alive.
i live a comfortable life.
i am wealthy.
i know ballers wolves.
i have great friends.
i have amazing readers.
i have a lot of connections.
i will continue to be a success with ideas.
all of those things are absolutely true.
some just haven’t happened yet,
but some have already started happening.
they will because i have aligned my self talk with my desires.
in life, you could either be beaten down and accept the bullshit life hands to you.
start getting yourself ready for battle.
you need to be brave in this world.
life is not for weaklings and softies.
only the strong survive.
being black and liking men already puts you behind everyone else…
or does it?
we are lucky in many ways.
no annoying child support and we tend to be blessed with SUPER HUMAN LIKE talent.
we choose which direction we want to go.
we choose how people will react to us.
we also choose whether we want respect or bad treatment.
i demand respect.
you should too.
that is the first step in aligning yourself towards where you want to be.
no one should tell you who you are.
you should ALWAYS tell them.
below are some rules i follow to be great…
So something weird happened to me…
I usually go through little things, but this is just strange.
So you know that Hybrid I wrote about in this entry?
Well, I think something has come over me…
…and I do not need the word “come” and “me” in the same sentence as “him“…
“God I want to fuck him again…”
I said this to myself, Foxes.
A moment of weakness I am sure.
I actually went hunting for that asshole I use to let pipe me,
THAT I GOT RID OF BECAUSE HE WAS INDEED AN ASSHOLE,
just so I could get some dick again.
I know, pathetic….
I had a dream last night…
One I could not shake…
One that stayed with me the whole day and made me feel so good…
I like those dreams because those are the ones you want to keep sleeping so it could continue…
Before we get into it, I had to ask:
You ever had a dream of a Wolf that you never meet before?
But in the dream, he was your man?
Well that was my dream last night…
Continue reading “Dreams of the Wolf of my Dreams”
… those are the words he says to you.
Just before I am sure you faint, I’m sure.
But what if you finally met the Wolf/Fox of your dreams…
I close my eyes and I open them to what I so uniquely imagine….
I am sitting in a restaurant.
I’m in a black booth with red leather seats.
It is shaped like a dysfunctional cupcake.
I am far in the back.
I’m not the type to be all in the front.
That is where it is easy access for everyone to bother and stare at me.
I despise people staring at me.
I am in a special VIP seating where only the big ballers pay.
I was one of those big ballers at last….