my worst fear realized.
so i’m in the crib this morning,
washing dishes,
listening to the word from dallas.
i look and see this thing curled up in the drain.
at first i thought it may have been a tea bag or something.
nope.
it was a dead mouse.
yup.
dropped all the shit and ran out the kitchen.
i stayed in my bedroom for practically the entire afternoon.
i wanted to come write something about introverts,
but i couldn’t even get my mind right to focus.
funny enough,
i kept having these visions a mouse was in my crib.
there was no mouse droppings anywhere.
no sign of anything.
i just had a feeling something may be in my apartment.
well i was right.
and i fucking flipped.
i went and asked my neighbor’s mama if she could come get it.
#noshame
#wasinbitchmode
#menahcurr
she was nice enough to get it.
i haven’t seen a mouse in here in years.
one came in through a crack in my closet a couple years ago.
got that fixed.
now we dying in my drain?
how the fuck it got in my sink?
i don’t leave food anywhere.
i put all my scraps in a bag for the freezer.
i leave nothing out.
empty trash regularly.
how in every bit of mickey mouse fuck….?
i can’t and will not.
dead ass i was about to move.
i wasn’t even playing.

FOXMAIL

Hey Jamari,

Love the site man! Been coming here more often for the past year or so and I can tell you that the more that I come here the more addicted I get to the site. lol!

But to the point in why I am writing you this email, I wanted to know if you have ever done an article about “being led-on” by someone who showed interest in you first and you resisted knowing that it would lead to a road of nothing. But then the tables turn and you end up the one chasing back and they switch and claim that you are “crazy” “obsessed” “clingy” or even “thirsty” smh.

I can admit it got to the point into where I would literally check all of his social media sites (FB, Twitter, IG)  to make sure that when he said he was “busy” that he wasnt lying to me when he wouldn’t answer my text or to see that he wasn’t with someone else.

He used to come to me with all of his problems about things that happened at work and how I made him feel like he could just be himself with me and that made me feel so special knowing that I made him feel that way. We would talk damn near everyday for hours and hours, getting to know each other and shared some very personal things about our lives and had nicknames for each other and claimed that if we lived closer that we would be together.

As embarrassing as it sounds, I literally did end up going crazy over this guy because he swept me off my feet with the “pillow talk” and sweet things and words he would do and say for me and made me feel like no other. He made me feel like I was the only “guy” in the world but come to find out, he makes all of his “bait” feel that way.

I just feel so dumb and stupid to the fact that I let myself fall into the trap of what I thought to be love only to find out that he was really running game on me. smh.

I  have had guys trying to talk to me and some even claim that they like me or have crushes on me but for some reason being “chased and rejected” by this guy has me all fucked up and I really don’t feel like getting to know anyone at all. *sighs*

Thanks

MY ANSWER…

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relationships are a joke.
yeah.
i said it.
groan away!
everyone is looking for the one to handcuff.
hoping.
wishing.
praying.
shit i love when the attention whores of instagram post this:

…tellin’ sob stories of how they are singe and lonely.
“i am too beautiful to find love! please help!”
yet they are whoring tremendously through dms and kiks.
uh huh.
cool story bro.
is it possible to sustain a fulfilling long lasting relationship in this lifestyle?
or is it a really just a “cool story bro”?
is a relationship like wanting to be a millionaire?
so many people want it,
work their ass off to get it,
but not many will ever achieve it?
we all want what we can’t have,
but i started to wonder…

Is a relationship something hoped for, but best left unseen?

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i really come thru for people.
sometimes a little too much in all honesty.
i guess the advice i give is usually effective.
today was another day of a friend needing my help.
my vixen friend texted me a couple of paragraphs,
it beginning and ending with:

“i’m through”

i knew it was either an emergency or a long ass poem…

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one of the problems with being a good lookin wolf is being cat fished.
yes that moment where you may have girlfriends/boyfriends all over net.
you probably got cute little children on ( x here ).
it isn’t a good feeling to know that you are completely straight,
yet unknown to you,
be the main attraction in the gay online world.
not only is the innocent and thirsty being led on,
someone’s reputation is being butchered.

x also illegal.

this is why the foxhole is here to save the day.
i got an email from the above wolf,
terron beckham,
himself and it reads…

Continue reading “f0xmail: HELP JAMARI! I’m Cute and Being Catfished!” →

if he was completely naked and wanted to give you a hug,
would you let him?
just a question.
well this naked gentleman wanted to give random hugs in a cali train station.
and well…

Continue reading “I’m Happy! And I’m Naked! And I’m Colored! Gimmie A Hug!” →