What do you do when the forests feels too loud,
too fast,
and too unfamiliar to your pain?

for about two and a half years,
maybe three,
i isolated.
i was dealing with…

i can always count on the F-BI to drop something good in my box.
so “unidentified” in the diddy trial from his freak offs has allegedly been “identified“.
apparently,
his meat was pretty identifiable.
everyone “meat”…

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There might be no more meat on our plates off the nets if “they” have their way.

i’ve been saying to myself that OF has been a little dry.
okay,
a whole lot of parched.
remember when scenes use to make you “insta-horny“?
it’s just a lot of yawn nowadays.

Sidebar: the other night I got into this one scene from Cade Maddox.
It had me open,
but I digress.

earlier today,
a F-BI sent me the following:

if what goes through,
you ask?…

I’m starting to think,
and this is strictly in my head,
that Diddy used Cassie as a way to lure males he wanted to fuck.

in my head,
this would be easy in bagging other males who are into other males operate.
the beautiful and “kinda unsuspecting but probably isn’t” vixen = the bait
haven’t we seen many OF videos like this?

x ya’ll not gonna font me that this one wasn’t doing this

i’m not fonting that happened in ^this situation but with others,
they lure the male of interest in as a “threesome” but next thing you know,
a penis is another male’s mouth and she is playing candy crush in the corner.
one the line is crossed,
they are fucking like wild animals on the low (or medium high).
i read a reddit like this i feel i posted about.
a vixen was losing her shit after she saw her manz get pounded in a threesome.
they released all the faces of the male sex workers in this diddy trail and…

I’ve always had a soft spot for the old school hoes.

the ones who knew how to move in silence.
not just the 90s rappers and actors,
but the seasoned professionals of all careers.
the ones who knew how to keep things tight,
classy,
and above all,
private.
i wasn’t taught the game by attentionistos/nistas.
i learned from the real gold diggers.
the ones who bagged the blue checks or the finest of the fine,
whether they were straight or gay,
and like denzel said:

.they moved by a code and had poise.
when it was over…

i asked a friend that question today.

“When did the shift happen in your life?”

it didn’t come from spiritual twitter or seeing angel numbers.
for me:

It wasn’t the death of my mother.
It wasn’t Work Wolf or WW3.
It wasn’t the fallouts with “friends”.

nope…