Should These People Smoke All Those Roaches In A Bong? Or Rolling Papers?

Unfortunately I do not mean these roaches this go round…

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Someone Get The Butter To Grease Those Thighs!

I know ya’ll about to tell me I’m about to go to hell.
Well according to the Bible since I fuck men I’m going there anyway…
But seriously, this had me rolling at 11am….

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Who Wants To Go Down Into The Tunnel Of Love With Me?

 

… and I do mean TUNNEL

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All Things Confusable.

Straight, but comfortable and confused, Wolves are the devil.

On one aspect, I am attracted to them because all the gay Wolves who are deep in this lifestyle are strange.
They do/have something that turn me off.
It could be the messiness or club hopping (aka more messiness) that I cannot handle.
But, the “Straight” Wolves I tend to attract/attracted to always have some quality that I like.
Be it they are always curious about me, or they are masculine with a hint of shyness.
I always seem to attract the great ones I could never really have.
But I started to wonder…

Am I doomed to a life of attracting “kinda comfortable confused” Straight Wolves?!

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My Wolf is Buried Underneath Large Piles of Bullshit…. and It Stinks!

I like to have faith “he” is out there.

Yet, I do not know who “he” is.
I have an idea what “he” should look like, but will “he” live up to that expectation?
I just have this feeling that like anything else in my life,
something “BIG” is going to cum and sweep me off my feet.
“He” is out there and he is looking for me, dammit!
“He” maybe going through countless bs, but we will run into each other soon.
Let me tidy up because “he” should be making his appearance soon… right?
Or, have I ran into him and didn’t recognize the signs he was throwing out?

What if he was shy and I had to make the first move?
What if I looked past him because his style did not meet my requirements?
What if I laughed at him in my head because he was a man with a muffin top?
I had to wonder…

Who is “he“?

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smfh.

These people I work with…
I swear…

Sorry my Foxes and Wolves.
Today was straight shit hit the fan HELL.
I am literally NOW leaving the office.
I need a vaca… or a massage.
A Baller Wolf to rescue me and take me to another level…
I dunno anymore.

We continue tomorrow!

Love.