It’s interesting how the forests can be completely stunned by something,
yet all i’m really concerned about is what I’m going to have for lunch?

the latest scandal,
the red uncle files,
has people shocked and appalled again.
isn’t this like the 100th time i’ve written about something like this?
males who claim to be “straight”,
with wives and families,
yet somehow find themselves sneaking into dens of the gays and trans vixens.
here’s the 110%:

Many males aren’t happy in their marriages or with their kids.

some of them could avoid this unhappiness if they just stopped being,
well,
fuckin’ stupid.
a stripping vixen recently went viral on tiktok,
sharing that many married men confess they hate being married,
that they’re miserable in their roles as husbands and fathers…

anytime i see a “sexiest” or “hottest” hollywood meat list from a major publication,
the first thing that marquees in my head:

“Bought and paid for”

it also makes me painfully aware we have limited heart throbs nowadays.
so when harper’s bazaar did their:

“50 Hottest Men of all Time”

i was like what in the forest is going on here…

I couldn’t help but wonder…
When did we start believing that real males don’t cry?

as boys,
we’re taught to bottle things up,
to hide those pesky emotions because,
apparently,
vulnerability doesn’t fit the masculine mold.
if being “a real male” means being brave:

What if the most “masculine” thing a man can do is shed a tear?

we’ve all been there,
standing at the edge of our emotions,
afraid to let them flow.
i’m here to font to you…

oh,
the new yawk male,
especially the ones from the forests of brooklyn.
mmm mmm mmm.
it is always a good time with them.
they know how to party,
can “tawk” their way out of most things,
and are skilled hustlers.
you want something cheaper or need access somewhere and they got you.
alas…

It’s all good until you start fucking them.

after living here for so long,
i’ve learned many things about the males out here.

Look,
touch,
and don’t fall for the bullshit.

“TF is you talkin’ about?????????” should be a staple in your vocabulary.
you gotta be ready to cuss a pineapple out in a second.
i shared the following video with The Foxholers yesterday.
many hit me up and i had to wipe the drool from off their chin…

ya’ll are so nosy.
listen,
i get it.
i’m nosy too but my nosiness also comes with trust.
folks spill to me and they know it doesn’t get out.
i posted these stories on the foxhole ig yesterday:

…and i woke up to my box blown up with messages.

“Who?”
“Spill to me!”
“I wanna know too!”

okay so let’s font for a little.
i got some stuff to share with you…

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i’ve had many jobs in my life.

Therapist
Social Worker
Stylist
Personal Assistant
Driver
Prostitution Whore
Trash Collector

…but the one job that i never did successfully was to be “me“.
i know you are wondering what i’m fonting about.
i have been all of those things to males that i really wanted to be with.
i saw one i took a liking to,
or realized that he was attracted to me,
and…

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