i wrote something yesterday because i was in a mood.
as you know,
the foxhole serves as my journal where i vent my thoughts.
i wrote an entry called “people will disappoint you each time so why try?“.
when i woke up today and read that entry over,
i realized just how negative it was.
my spirit felt inclined to change the perspective…

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DEAR FOXHOLE…

day “something”

i don’t even know what day this is.
i’ll have to look it up.
it feels like its just one long ass day tbh.

Monday is Tuesday.
Tuesday is Friday.
Friday is Monday.

it all just blends.
ya know,
being an intro/extro…

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so i wrote an entry,
about two gentleman,
and it was like setting off a time bomb.
who knew?
it wasn’t a spiteful entry.
in fact,
i was very supportive of whatever was going on.
after emails from various henchmen,
and crazy long comments…

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so i feel like i want to cry.
i’m holding it in pretty good.
i sat here and wrote a pretty good entry.
a foxholer sent me the lead  on the foxhole ig.
i mean i had my classical playing and everything.
it was a complete “zoned out” situation up in here.
so as i’m about to save the article to post…

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so last night,
i decided to indulge in a bedtime story.
it would be told from my crush i wrote about yesterday,
kiing law.
“obie”,
as he was introduced to me.
when i met him,
i thought he was straight.
i may be in severely “deep like” with you,
but i’m respectful of potential boundaries.
plus,
i’m shy and i’m not with the “hittin on random males” shits.
anyway,
what i ended up reading was a powerful story of his coming out.
he wrote it on his own blog and i wanted to share a snippet for the foxhole…
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i wrote something yesterday,
not out of a place of sadness,
but looking out from where i am right now.
it felt good to let it off my chest.
i was actually at a peaceful place when i wrote it.
tired af,
but at peace.
that is the scary part because i was in a zone of no fucks.
i didn’t cry when i really write something emotional.
i was good.
i just wanted to release.
that i did…
Continue reading “You Answered My Cries In The Dark Forest” →