How are you doing?

waits for you to font me how you are doing
i get it.
i totally get it.
we are living in strange times and every day,
we get a fresh headline of a new executive order or some other fuck shit.
you start thinking about your job security,
your future,
your past,
and that pesky question:

“How bad is it going to get?”

it’s making it’s way downtown and its walking fast.
i can font things will be fine but honestly:

I don’t know.
i truly don’t know.

here is the truth in full font.
ready?…

tilda
mikey
demi
zoe
angie
zendaya

it’s hollywood’s leading vixens stealing the show again.
they gathered around the hollywood reporter round table radiating wisdom,
charm,
and authenticity.
it was a masterclass in self-awareness and vulnerability.
tbh,
when i think of their male counterparts…

They say the past has a funny way of circling back.

well,
this is the kind of circling back i’m into!
i recently found myself on the receiving end of a very sexy blast from the past,
courtesy of one condoms!
picture this:
a big package,
filled to the brim with condoms and stickers…

Have you ever found yourself missing the Obamas,
wondering if we were just…
better with them in charge?

last night,
as i watched them speak at the dnc,
it felt like a wave of nostalgia mixed with a cold dose of reality.
the obamas have this way of making you want to level up.
michelle,
especially.
i’m glad that she has shifted her past stance.
she went from “when they go low, we go high” to:

“You come for me and I’ll dropkick you straight to hell.”

i’m here for every bit of it.

after the speeches ended and the tv went dark,
a thought kept circling in my mind.
is it just me…

Imagine linkin’ with someone with this accessory in Paris during the Olympics?
In the forest of hook up apps and not truly knowing who is behind the profile,
it is possible to link with someone for a good time.
You think you’re meeting a regula civilian and don’t realize you’re getting worked out by a baller wolf/fox/hybrid.

so what a time to be a DL baller wolf during the olympics right now!
if you’re lucky to live in paris,
and close to the olympic village,
you could probably get on grindr and…

NOT

...link with any baller wolf looking to get off.
nope.
uh uh.
you’re probably gonna be out of luck.
grindr did something pretty dope for gay/bi baller wolves/foxes/hybrids,
who are either out or in via their blog on their website…

when i was a young millennial who was struggling with my sexuality,
i needed to hear “good luck, babe!” by chappell roan.

i heard it recently and it was like finding a lifeline.
she’s singing a Foxhole anthem of our young,
gay,
and dealing with the confused in love and lust.
the song tells the story of a lesbian who falls for another girl,
but that girl’s pretending to be straight.
“good luck, babe!” is chappell’s way of saying:

“You can’t suppress who you really are but I hope it all works out with the straights!
You’ll always fantasize about me but I hope things work out in your dead end relationship with home girl!”

with that gem of comfort and acceptance,
and because music is a solace for many of us during the good and bad,
i have to ask…