i hate fox shaming.
it’s so funny when i see it within the community.
for every dick,
there is a hole that needs to be fucked.
i’m just saying.
so ya’ll know i love me some uncle charla.
i value his opinions on things within “the breakfast club”.
i read his book and i love “the brilliant idiots”.
he tweeted today about the quincy jones/marlon brando expose.
well…
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i haven’t felt this way,
like,
in ever.
it feels good to be in control of my narrative.
to be comfortable in my fur.
i’ve always been too excited when a wolf comes into my life.
when it doesn’t work out,
or i misconstrued what the motives are,
i’m pulled down into the deep depths of depression.
now…
not so much.
so i met up with a wolf on friday…

Continue reading “Stay Strong, Jamari” →

there are some moments when you’re out in wild,
you see some random shit,
and you’re forced to ask yourself:

“Is this shit really happening right now?”

this is when you’re thankful for the camera on your phone.
well the following video was sent in by a foxholer.
it was some wolf getting dragged down the street,
but like,
forreal forreal…
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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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so my memorial day weekend is dead,
but my potential werewolf behavior is still alive and kicking.
so remember i told you guys about a wolf that i was attracted to heavy?
okay,
i’m attracted to a lot of wolves heavy,
but this was a wolf that worked in a different building at my old job.
he wanted me to come over and get some free clothes,
but i was so caught up in the whirlwind that was ww.
he was sexy af and was in a relationship with a fox.
you might be getting it now.
well he hit up the other day,
which led into what happened yesterday…
Continue reading “The Visit With The Wolf That Might Want To Smash Me To Smithereens” →

we meet straight males daily.
some are super uncomfortable with even being next to us.
they feel “the gay” will rub off on them like their parents said it would.
a small few hang with us because they are curious.
i mean,
can we talk?
they pick us because we make them feel most comfortable to experiment.
the rest are my favorites.

110% straight
don’t give a fuck
look at you like a brother

the dynamic works because of the whole “straight and gay” difference.
they treat you better than they do their wolf pack.
sometimes the vixen.
you know what really grinds my gears tho?…
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