he might just be gay.
i knew one who had an issue with every vixen he met.
it’d be all good and then a month later,
there would be “a problem”.
a very small one that could be worked out.
he’d pick a random fight and then ghost the poor vixen.
i knew another who sexually kept going through vixens like underwear.
i thought it was the “we don’t love these hoes” narrative.
i can attest that about 98% weren’t hoes.
he’d go through the whole process like he was trying to date.
males are “supposed” to fuck a ton of women before settling down.
“sewing their wild oats” as they often say,
but if he’s close to 50 and still doing that…
That might be an inner issue he needs to accept
^that meme that charlamagne posted has been stewing with me since i saw it.
it was so deep to me,
that it knocked me off my feet when i first read it.
i’ve met a ton of those males in my journey in this life.
they came in all shapes,
the one thing i’d see they all had in common:
Some poor vixen(s) was their punching bag
he just wasn’t into her,
or any woman,
it was like night and day the way they treated males to females.
it’d be like like a natural thing that kicks in when he meets “the one”.
that one male that they become head over heels about.
there’s always one in their wolf pack they’d treat like “wag” (wife & girlfriend).
they’d argue like a married couple,
buy each other expensive gifts,
take vacations together,
fuck hoes in the same room together,
and be respectful of each other.
the vixens that stand behind them tho?
something to post for social media likes and appearances.
not gonna lie,
and still) take on that role sometimes.
i judged the ones who were disgustingly homophobic tho.
it was interesting how behind all that in public,
they’d be emotionally wrapped around my finger in private.
they treated me like shit at times,
as the confused dls often do that with everyone,
but they never fully discarded me like they did with the vixen(s).
most can’t contact me since i changed my number,
but others still text and stalk my socials.
i’m sure you know what i’m fontin’ about.
those males never fully leave us.
they live as ghosts in our background,
often living in the shadows as they do in their own lives.
i’m glad that even in my most dl of phases,
i never jumped from pussy to pussy.
the way how my “leave me tf alone” was set up,
i didn’t have time to be hurting vixens in my path of destruction.
it did cross my mind to get with a vixen to show i was “straight”,
but i decided to stand in the line of judgment from those around me.
no one could ever say i led someone on because i was gay.
that’s all the process tho.
some go through it,
find their truths and themselves,
and turn their noses towards a new scent.
one where they live their best sexual lives,
but i disgress.
others stay trapped in a closet,
dating vixens while attaching to other males they’re attracted to,
all because they don’t know how to handle it.
for all of them it took one male to break that spell.
they’ll know when they meet him.