WOLF MEAT (117)

wolves and hyrbids:

now my friend is a little insecure.
i’m going to bring him in but he has a question…

do you think his ass looks fat?

ok come on in…

I’ll Tweet That Wolf To Go And Then Friend Him For Life!

I’M LOOKING FOR A MAN.

1 tweet.
75 re-tweets.
10 favorites.
250 mentions.

Dating has turned into social media spectacle.
The social media spectacle has turned into a hot ass mess.
That hot ass mess is our reality.

Social media has destroyed dating, yet it has advanced our life in many ways.
It allows us to connect with people from the past,
take pictures of our daily lives,
and show our exact “geo” on a map.
But, it has pretty much set us back when it comes to finding a good man.

How many times have you met someone online,
go on a great date with him,
hit it off well,
and come home that night to see him back online?

But, what if all this tweeting and Facebooking has become a convenient mask?
You don’t even need to fuck anymore.
I can Skype your OoVoo in my face.
Sigh.
I started to wonder…

Has social media made it harder to date?

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Flattery Just Gets You Fucked… 4real4real.

Ronald was a cute cute cute boy…
but see, he ain’t know it.

See, Ronald was told all his life that he was attractive, but he ain’t never believe it.
He grew up with a younger brother that got all the attention and all the toys.
This left poor Ronald fighting and rebelling for his parent’s love.
Ronald was also gay and was looking for Wolves to make him feel appreciated.
He would fall for their empty compliments because he wanted love.
He would do whatever these Wolves said because he felt that they “loved” him somehow.
I ain’t recall a night of peen “love”, but whatever.
Ronald fucks, sucks, and ends up alone once they are done with him.

*****

The story of “Ronald” is much like some of ours.
We are looking for that Wolf-In-Armor to come rescue our asses and be our “Beacon of Self Worth“.
Sadly, a Wolf can sniff out low self esteem in a heart beat and use it against us.
Why do we look for validation from others when we need to look in a damn mirror?
Why are we searching for something that can only be found in oneself?
It’s like we are in one dark ass room looking for the door to get out,
but we are too busy feeling around looking for a switch.

I had to ask…

Are you searching through another for your self esteem?

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Meetup With A Faceless Stranger: (19)

This is for everyone.

Foxes.
Wolves.
and Hybrids.

You decided to meet up with a dude you been talking to over a year.
He was insecure about his looks and wanted to take his time.
You, being the kind _______ and patient person you are,
you waited…

Well you finally met up with him and …

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Meetup With A Faceless Stranger (14)

This is for everyone.

Foxes.
Wolves.
and Hybrids.

You decided to meet up with a dude you been talking to over a year.
He was insecure about his looks and wanted to take his time.
You, being the kind _______ and patient person you are,
you waited…

Well you finally met up with him and …

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The Curious Case of Being A Wolf

Ya know, I love being a Fox.

I do Fox very well.
And it takes a certain kind of Wolf to handle all this good stuff *wink*.
What can I say, I like a masculine fit Wolf with nice style, logical mind, and money in the bank.
I know I am a catch and I look/act like one… so why wouldn’t I want one in my presence?
I love the feeling of a Wolf being aggressive with me when he wants me.
I love when a Wolf gets jealous and I have to stroke his ego to shut him the hell up.
I love those moments when I am laying with my Wolf and he has me in his arms.
I love dominance….
… just without the crazy and insecure.

I think a Fox really has it easy even though we have our mental issues.
We can be who we are, dress nice, and have the personality we want.
We can be masculine, in-between, or fem… someone out there will want us.
We ARE desirable to someone.

Wolves,
on the other hand,
have to live up to large amounts of pressure.
They have to be that “guy” because many of us want that dominance.
We want that fly guy who looks like he will fuck every other guy up in the room.
Or, he can just be masculine and display it to fit our standards.