he is fine isn’t he?
imagine you bring him home to break your back.
oh he does.
he does it well.
he eats up all your black pudd’n and even wants seconds.

it was a good fuckin’ night.
he leaves.
you never hear from him.
suddenly,
you start experiencing symptoms you never felt before.
things just start going wrong.
you don’t know what the fuck is happening.
well, it starts with that same wolf who you inside you…

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i thought i admired “the hoe“.
the part played by many gays in this lifestyle.
i have done some “hoe-ish” things,
but i pretty much avoided the trap.
but i use to admire those who slept with all the fine wolves for some reason.
maybe because they used what they had to get what they wanted.
you call.
you cum.
they fucked and sucked because they genuinely liked it.
they even got a few sex videos lying around for bragging rights.
realistically, all hoes grow up sooner or later.
especially when it starts effecting that bread.
you can’t meet genuine friends because everyone is plottin’ to fuck.
i always looked at the “gettin’ wolves” aspect,
but never the “lack of respect“…. until today.
i started to wonder…

Do hoes really win?

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it was the punch heard around the world.
joseline straight tore into stevie j’s cheating ass.
as amusing as it was,
it was also a sad reality for some.
there is some fox now,
reading this entry,
whose wolf just came on one of his hoe’s butt cheeks after an intense session.

i know i have played the side fox on many of occasions.
i was more an “emotional hoe” than anything else.
i have since learned from those mistakes.
i always felt emotional cheating was the worst of them all.
thank god i never got the “skeet in the fact/bye bye” special.
but, is this to be expected in a lifestyle were wolves want their cake, ice cream, donuts, and steak dinner all in one?
i started to wonder…

Are you okay playing Boyfriend #2, #3, or even #25?

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wolves love sex.
wolves also love vixens can be pretty, cook, and clean…
but if her coochie is wack: he will lose interest.
look at halle berry.
one of the most beautiful women in the world and can’t keep a man.
and word on the street is, she has had quite a lot of bone in her.
i had a conversation with a straight wolf yesterday and he made it clear.
if the coochie and head is wack,
he fades to black.
i was amused because he was dead serious.
shit, i feel the same way.
if the wolf has terrible pipe,
i’m out of sight.
(i love rhyming lol)

but, i took the conversation with me.
i started to wonder:

Is your boring butt cheeks keeping you from a Wolf?

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i usually don’t give a fuck what people think.
if i was a vixen, i’d probably be living in a brownstone with all my bills paid off.

sure my dms got leaked.
sure i been talking to a couple baller wolves.
sure i have some screen shots.
sure other bitches are hating.

story of the fast life.
this vixen obviously needs to find her balls….

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Do you judge a book by it’s cover?

I will admit that I do.

Some books just do not catch our interest at all.
Sometimes they just LOOK boring.
You have to take too much time to read the shit.
We are usually over it and move onto something else.
But, we will run to the pick up the books with a eye catching cover.
Maybe even because it looks like it won’t take long to read.
But, I am starting to realize that the books without the “extra” have the best stories.
You may even learn something new.
As humans with short attention spans,
anything worth the read is not worth the time these days.
Coming off to smart may actually repel; coming off too stupid attracts.
I had to wonder…

Should we just give some “books” a chance?

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