there is always that one male identified female cousin/aunt/ya mother,
who will defend or deflect that her brother,
uncle,
or whatever triflin’ male was SA’n various family members.
they will tell the abused:

“go sit on your uncle’s lap.”
“what did you do to deserve it?”
“you was probably being fast.”

…all while waving a bible and telling them they need to learn to forgive or ignore.
“something something… has their faults but they got good in there“.

i’m not fonting and alleging that this is church she-jackal,
kim burrell,
but it seems like like she has a “forgive the demons/pick-me” spirit.
that is very interesting coming from her tbh.
she sat up at that mariah trribute,
wanting us to forgiver her “brothers”,
diddy and r.kelly…

some vixens drive me crazy with this shit…

so as you know,
or didn’t,
i was displaced out of my home of over 15+ years.
i’m in a whole new forest,
temporarily(?),
as i get back on all my paws.
Foxhole:

the males here are FINE.

we will font about them when i start mingling.
i don’t want to shit where i eat buttttttttttttt:

ima be strategic with my mouth and hole.

anyhoo,
a vixen started talking to me yesterday and was filling me in.
so there is a gay male that is really poppin’ on socials here.
so she gonna ask me if the males in his videos are also gay.

strike 1

so i said i don’t know,
and even if i did,
that’s not my story to tell.
this is what she gonna say to me in response…

i have been out of (some) of the loop for the last few days.
there was some stuff that i mentally bookmarked.

the following story tho…
this really had me sick.

so i didn’t know the hyenas of ICE could shoot innocent people now.
renee nicole good was publicly executed in south minneapolis.
she was driving off,
in fear i can imagine,
and they shot her right in her head.
the following video is graphic so be warned…

can i font that i have a brand new hatred…

MOVING.

Lord have mercy,
i hate the entire process of moving.
thank God i had help from great people buuutttttttttt…

there are some us who truly thrive in persecution.

i’m one of those people.
some of you are my people too.

we are underestimated heavy and gotta plop our big dicks on the table.
they see quiet or even insecurities,
but when someone is trying to fuck us because they THINK they have the big pipe…

even if we are on the role of the bottom,
we FUCK BACK.

it starts off slow but then we gotta fuck them back hard for them to get the message.

you gotta fuck them back so hard,
they tell their friends how far you shoved your dick in em.
so when i’m faced with nonsense,
i don’t do the obvious by barking back.
i go quiet; fox quiet.
the kind of quiet where i’m perched and paying attention.
it’s my way of choosing the right path before i react,
along with gathering alliances too.
from the last time i posted,
it’s been a big ol cocktail of…

its so heavy in my life rn,
i had to make a playlist of whitney’s gospel tracks and spiritual songs.

truly.
this year has been…

i faced so many disappointments,
especially with things and people i thought i knew.
i can’t even trust when i’m on solid ground anymore.
shit that don’t even make sense either.
just shit going wrong because the devil wants to fuck with me.
i told a friend the other day:

“if this was 2015,
i think i would have broken from all the weight.”

going further back,
i always use to say 2003 was one of the toughest years of my life.
2025 year has cracked me open to force me to pick up the pieces.
this year has broke me open and all the pieces…