you gotta prove it if you’re trying to get in (me)

i live in new yawk,
but mentally,
i’ve been in another country at a wellness retreat.
when i shut down my personal social media accounts,
the intent was to come back once i was healed.
that means work on this therapy shit hardbody.
foxhole,
i can say i’m well on my way to being healed and reclaiming my time.
i feel like serena van der woodson coming back to ny in the first episode of og gossip girl.


on my final purge today,
on a brand new moon,
my phone’s contact list lost some serious weight.
that hoe is skinny af.
the way i see things now is this…

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GNC: Buy One; Get His Number Free of Charge

i was feeling lit this afternoon.
it was stemming from:

“insecure” on hbo
  the great interview i had this morning

as i was walking to go home,
something told me to stop into gnc for multivitamins.
that’s where i saw him.
all…

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How To Seduce a Wolf While His Wife Is Sitting Right Next To Him

I make “straight” Wolves feel comfortable.

Call it a gift.
As some Foxes make Wolves get into that zone in private,
others can do that in public and be the “friend” or “cousin”.
Some Wolves actually like the fact he can bring you outside and you not raise a single alarm.
But, when you meet a Wolf who has a WIFEY…
how do you keep from having her suspect anything?
Wolves these days are putting Vixens on their arms and pretending to be straight.
It is pretty pointless and messy if you ask me, but whatever.

But I always wondered…

Does she secretly know?

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WOLF MEAT (49)

See the issue with the following Fox tail below is….

My little dick Wolves know they should walk right on by.
Just look and gawk.
Don’t even think about trying to slip a number…

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The Tweet That Should Have Been Discreet

I love discreet Wolves.
I love Twitter.
I love male celebs.
I love male celebs who secretly want a Fox for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? 

What does this all have in common?

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Cam.

So this morning Foxes,
I did something that changed my whole world.
….And it might just might change yours.

I was standing at the train platform,
When I turned to my right and this fione muscular dude was standing right next to me.

Not only was he standing next to me but he was also hovering around me. I was peepin Daddy out the corner of my eye, but I didn’t want to look uber excited. So I just went with the flow. I wanted to snap his body shot but I was tryna read the signs that were coming at me.

When he turned around, that is when I was visually inspecting the merchandise. Foxes, he looked like a muscular shorter version of Cam’ron. Like, “Confessions of Fire” Cam. Not… “I May Have HIV” Cam.


So when the train came, we walked onto the same car and I stood and he sat. He decided to sit closer to wear I was standing. There was an empty seat next to him so I decided it was in my best interest to sit next to him. I took off my headphones, paused Eminem, and sat there for a minute.

It looked like a winner so take a risk. I didn’t know what to say though!!

He had on basic summer apparel. Stuff that I would wear if I was lounging. He had on some olive-green baggy shorts, a white wife beater, his t-shirt on his shoulder, and some kicks.

Nothing about that was “yo where u get that from?” type of opening statement. He had a gold bracelet on but I was interested…….

…… But I did see his tattoo on his arm. And what a massive arm it was. The tattoo laid nicely on his bicep.

I took a deep breath and I tapped him on said bicep. He took off his headphones and I asked him…

“Yo where did u get your tattoo done at?”
“Oh, downtown in the city.”

Deep voice. Spanish.

“Oh its nice. I am tryna get a tattoo also but, I don’t know where to go.”
“Yeah in the city is nice.”
“How much did you pay for yours?”

He looked down and rubbed his arm.

“Like, 600.”
“Wow.” I gasped.

I wasn’t about to pay 600 for a tattoo.

So he said where he got it done at again and then put his headphones back on. It was a lot of eye fuckin from both parties. He took them back off and,…

“I am tryna get another tattoo.”
“Oh really? Where?”
“Right here.” He replied, and pointed to his other arm and rubbed that and his pec.

I lost my mind for 2 seconds.

“Oh that would be cool.”
“Yeah.”

He laid his head against the window, paused for a minute, and then….

“So where u stay?” He asked, looking at me.

I told him…

“Where do u live?” I replied.

I could not stop looking at his nice pink lips.

“I live downtown (and said his address.)”
“Oh thas wassup.”
“I know a lot of people who do tattoos.”
“Oh really? I do too but no one can help me.”
“Well take my number.”

U read right.

I took his number and showed him to confirm. I told him I would text him mine….

“Aight cool.” He said smiling.
“What’s your name?” I asked.

We will call him, Cam.

“Cam.”
“Mine is Jamari.”
“Nice to meet u.”
“Same.”

He put his headphones on and went back to laying down. When it was my spot, I tapped him on the bicep and told him…

“Nice to meet u.”
“U too. Take care.”

… And that was that.

Even if nothing happens, I made the effort to go after what I wanted. I am more proud I took action instead of doing the usual bs.

Nothing.

Pat on my back if I do say so myself.

“This is easier than I thought.” I thought to myself.

Yup.

Later.

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