they say competition is healthy.
sometimes you don’t even realize you are competing with others.
competing can also be pretty corny as well.
kinda like this whole “stan war”,
where we only can have “one pop star” at a time,
is pretty damn annoying.
in a race,
we have to compete to get to the finish line.
we may find ourselves competing with others subconsciously.
we want the most likes,
in our jobs/careers,
we are competing for higher positions and better pay.
in love and lust,
we want “the one” that everyone wants or dreams of.
i had to wonder if its all really worth it?
and is it really healthy?
if we are all subconsciously competing with the next animal in the forest…
What are we actually winning?
can i be honest with the foxhole?
well you know i will be.
when it came to work wolf,
i felt like i was subconsciously competing with liar liar.
please don’t judge me!
well for whatever reason,
he is still to be low key obsessed with trying to fuck her.
she must have promised him a nut to the moon and the stars.
judging from whatever she has in her pussy,
she seems to get wolves to do whatever she wants.
i somewhat felt i would lose him to her.
insecure as hell i know.
physically i know she can have him.
emotionally i know i already have him.
Are vixens really our competition?
it seems for for every wolf,
there is 20 foxes and even more jackals lurking.
if he is bi,
then you have vixens as well.
for every “good person”,
there is “the person they loved who got away”.
for every “sexy as shit on instagram”,
there is “someone sexier a couple profiles away”.
for every “you”,
there is “another who is better than you”.
…you get the drift?
so should we really compete?
or should we just turn our blinders off?
should you always feel you can get who you want?
or should you realize that there is competition all around us?
i had to ask…