homophobia has always been so interesting to me.
i always wondered why people are homophobic?
like whats the story?
everyone has a reason why they don’t like something.
hell vixens can be homophobic towards gay men.
you’ll be surprised who has the most to say during an episode of “empire”.
well i use to be homophobic.
for me,
it started when i was a teenager…
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“do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

the golden rule.
one of my favorite foxholers had to remind me when it came to work wolf.
its apparently the pope’s favorite phrase.
he used it to address congress,
a forest that definitely needed to hear it,
on thursday evening.

subconsciously,
i follow that rule.
i was taught in order to get respect then you have to give it.
i won’t lie,
i have had to verbally assassinate many characters along the way.
they all deserved it.
god has worked on me since then.
you try to be good to these morons out here,
but they return the favor by stabbing you where it hurts most.
so i had to wonder that should we always treat people good…

Even though they don’t necessarily do it to us?

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expectations.
we all have them.
from jobs to potential mates,
we have a list of things we expect them to do.
well i’m learning i may expect a little too much…
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i’m up.
i been up since 3am.
i had some stuff on my mind.
i have the internet paper,
so time to allow my fingers to release it…
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everyone makes it seem so easy to meet a wolf.
its real interesting.
they make it seem like something is wrong with you if you can’t.
or aren’t.
shiiiiiiiit something is probably wrong with me…
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i was wrong.
i was in a funk.
i wrote something earlier that i had to really think about fully.
choosing to die?
 not staying and fighting?
have i come to this?
that is not the “jamari fox” way.
some of my greatest victories are because i fought.
it wasn’t because i gave up.
i don’t give up.
i don’t run away.
i confront things head on.
no amount of funk should ever make me even think that thought.
as i sat at the park today,
admiring all the beauty and life around me,
i came to this point tonight…
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