Ever worked at a job where the boss was practically satan in a suit?

maybe it was your boss,
your fav’s boss,
or you just watched the chaos from the sidelines.
this jackal had a known rep for tormenting everyone.
even the strongest people cracked under their pressure.
no one dared to complain though due to fear of losing their job,
getting blacklisted,
or that old “you gotta play the game” mentality kept everyone quiet.
people either suffered through the abuse or didn’t last long and left.

It wasn’t until one brave soul finally spoke up that the floodgates opened.

suddenly,
everyone had a story and just like that,
the so-called jackal was shown the door with a hefty severance to go away quietly.
don’t you love when hr protects these demons?
as we saw,
cassie started talking and guess what?

Diddy’s untouchable reputation was officially wounded and 120 more alleged victims have come forward to tell their side….

when i font,
“yikes on a bike” with these allegations…

Have you ever had one of those experiences that changes your mind completely?

for me,
it happened when i went to tampa to visit karaoke.
her husband casually asked,
“want some weed?”.
my immediate answer was a hard no.
my last encounter with smoking weed was not my finest moment.
he clarified:

“Not smoking but a gummy.”

i heard of weed gummies but i was hesitant.
i decided to give it a try and honestly?

The best high ever.

it didn’t hit me right away,
so i was sitting there wondering if it even worked.
after like 45 minutes when it kicked in:

fast forward to me,
back in new yawk without a connect,
on the hunt for some quality gummies.

Enter Kush Queen.

i liked their products so much that The Foxhole is now…

Have you ever realized that no matter how you looked or acted,
you could pull the “same sex experimentation” out of certain males without a lot of effort?

my special powers is that i make anyone feel comfortable.
i wouldn’t have spent so much time hating myself for being different.
when i think about all the wolves i bagged without even realizing it,
i actually feel like the sexiest person alive.

I thought they were being standoffish but I’d always catch them staring.
Not only that,
when we were alone,
I couldn’t get them to shut up.

so those feminine traits of mine i once despised?
they were like magnets that pulled the curiosity out of my admirers.
instead of obsessing over the ones who wasted my time,
i should’ve just shrugged and said:

BYE BITCH!

because,
in reality,
i was always pulling someone even bolder and sexier.
i didn’t have the tools to understand my own power.
it wasn’t until i stumbled on someone like @martinurzua.com,
casually flipping the script in making wolves curious like this one…

that i realized…

Do you ever look at someone like Swole Ricketts and wonder…
Does he ever have any real problems?

let’s say a problem you had was your car.
it’s acting up,
making you late,
and giving you hella grief.
it finally breaks down,
forcing you to take the bus or the train,
but in the process…

You save enough to fix it or get a new one.

problem solved,
right?
things are good for a literal minute,
but just when you think you’re in the clear,
and you can finally treat yourself to a trip or something cute…

I’m not even gonna hold you,
but I’m strictly a sofritas burrito/bowl fox at Chipotle.
I was introduced in 2019 and I’m into it.
( x feel free to educate yourself if you don’t ).
I’m really into the veggie menu as well.
Sometimes,
I’ll do a week or two where I eat strictly veg.

when i see tweets like that,
where someone’s linking vaccines to everything under the sun,
it just makes my head hurt.
i’ve been around jackals who get almost giddy…

At the thought of everyone who took the vaccines to drop dead.

…just so they can say/font,
“i told you so”.

…as if the lives lost were some twisted validation of their paranoia.
people love to preach about all that went down under the rona,
but they conveniently forget how much of the “good shit” is toxic too.
fonting about the good shit…

All Caresha aka Yung Miami of the now defunct,
City Girls,
had to do was rap…

…but when we’re used to lying down with hyenas/jackals,
it’s no shock when we get infested with fleas,
ticks,
and flies.
remember when many were all dazzled by caresha and diddy?

i loved how we thought she had him in check in this interview.
now that diddy’s empire is unraveling,
the skeletons are practically tripping over themselves to fall out.
allegedly,
caresha was the type to harass someone into aborting diddy’s baby…