black bomber jacket
black jeans
birkenstock loafers

these ones for reference:

Foxhole,
he looked mixed but he could have been white.
he didn’t look like a rican and dominican wolf i was use to in the new yawk forest.
either way,
i don’t know what TF he was but he was fine.
i took a random outing to TJ maxx with the person i stay with.
when i was looking around the store,
he was in the bedding section with who i assumed was his vixen.
i was looking for the men’s section because i needed socks.
while i got distracted by the many pairs of jeans they had in that store,
i noticed he was by himself and closer to where i was.

…but no,
okay,
wait…

Foxhole:

i love pie.

oooh,
i loveeeeeeeeeeeeee pecan pie.
what i hate it’s only available during the fall season.
i can do with apple pie but i love it with:

vanilla ice cream
a little cinnamon sugar on top

so when you tell/font that i’m getting pie,
i’m looking forward to it.
so a wolf promised us pie and wellllllllll,
a Foxholer is annoyed.
why?

he charged 10 dollars for this pie

and did come through…
literally…
so The Foxholer sent me this and well…

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...and if this new meat turns out to be more,
and he isn’t a jackal or hyena in wolf fur,
i’m gonna let him fuck me because i reallllllllly need to get fucked.

whoops,
was that too bold?
welcome to my The Foxhole to those who are new.
so i met someone and the way he was looking at me…

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recently,
i caught feelings…
or so i thought.
he is so sexy to me.
it’s his voice,
how attentive he is,
and how he made me feel seen when we were together.

But…

there were many times i’d feel more confused than connected,
but somehow,
i still wanted more.
for a while,
i told myself it would work.
“lied to myself“,
actually.
as the conversations showed more emotional detachment,
and the connection started feeling more skimp,
i started feeling something i knew all too well…

king nate.
ya’ll know i luv me some king nate content.
he is probably top 5 in straight wolves on my roster.
from my pov:

He is one of the straights that delivers.

i haven’t heard anything about him being an asshole or a scammer.
the F-BI has been telling me he hasn’t been the same tho.
i check in once and a horny moon but not as i use to.
tbh:

He hasn’t since he came back like the prodigal sex worker.

even though i fux heavy with the pretty penis,
until he annoys me by doing/saying/fonting something stupid…

there was a vixen who i knew that was talking to wolf of interest.
he was cute and playing the “distant wolf” thing.
you know the types.
he creates a mystery about himself and usually nothing is there.
so i asked her what has she learned anything about him.
she gon’ say:

“I don’t know.
I don’t ask him questions.”

head went on instant swivel.
tf you mean you don’t ask him questions?
you know why dating sucks nowadays?…