bye.
so i did it.
sometimes,
you gotta give it to The Universe and know it’ll work it out.
tonight,
i was trying to work on a entry for the foxhole.
it took FOREVER for the twitter video to load.
bad enough,
it took the other pages hell to load as well.
don’t even start me on how long it takes for porn to load.
that’s a whole nother story.
in my frustrating,
i called apple with the quickness…
i think lori harvey is one of the most beautiful of attentionistas.
i think her facial is perfect.
i’d imagine many wolves are hounding down her dms.
she could have anyone.
baller wolves
ceos
stock brokers
…but it seems one has allegedly caught her fancy.
“the shade room” posted who…
(via lori harvey probably knows what you're thinking already)
like,
that was one of my worst fears come to life.
you’re get outta bed because you need stuff for your home.
you get to walmart,
because you know you could get the good shit for less.
then…
(via these mass shooting are getting out of control (walmart))
we have covered some real off the wall shit but this…
i don’t get why hyenas and jackals lie.
once you’re caught up,
your reputation is pretty much ruined.
(ex) model,
carissa pinkston,
is the “joanne” of the trans community.
the only issue is that she ain’t trans tho…
(via carissa pinkston pulled the "i'm trans" card to turn the scandal around (welp...))
there’s something about the eyes that often reveal a crazy person.
it’s that intense,
dead,
“nothing behind them” glare that usually is a tell tale sign.
matt jordan,
the ex of kenya moore from “rhoa”,
has those kind of eyes.
i know she’s glad she dodged that bullet because…
(via i'd expect nothing less from kenya's ex, matt jordan)
when i went out with the pretty vixen last weekend to the movies,
no lie,
i said to myself:
“What would I do if someone came in here shooting?”
the door was behind us.
those are the thoughts that go through my head these days.
you just never know in this dangerous forest we live in.
you have a fall out with someone and they ready to shoot shit up.
^that hyena shot up his ex-coworkers at walmart in mississippi.
a foxholer sent me the story and well…
(via who knew shopping at walmart could be so dangerous)
gays love good lookin’ males.
whether he’s straight or “one of us“,
we will line up in droves to get a glimpse at perfection.
we will slap our own mothers for the taste of lean meat.
whether it’s baiting or secretly recording in public,
we have a primal instinct to see the naked male body.
this is why we’re gay.
vixens don’t really care for “bawdy” as we do.
they’ll fuck a nice bawdy,
but they aim for a husband and a father to their kids.
gay appreciate the male physique.
sites like “onlyfans” and “justfans” were created with “us” in mind.
they know gays will pay top dollar to see attractive men doing regular shit.
who else is paying 20 dollars to see a print bouncing in basketball shorts?
that leads me to the question of marvin bienaime and his work…
(via would you shoot your shot like how marvin bienaime does?)
i can’t enough of looking at eddie.
he’s one of the meat that’s gonna be in marvin’s coffee book,
“naked nine reloaded“.
i can’t even take the latest bts footage of him…
x did you order marvin’s “naked nine reloaded” coffee book?
could you tell when the shift came?
for some,
you haven’t received it yet,
but it’s coming.
you’ll know because it comes after the bullshit.
it could be after taking a hard “L”,
an terrible break up,
or the death of someone you love.
i think i’m approach another shift in my life…
i love that scene with timon and pumba.
one of my favorite parts in “the lion king”.
i won’t lie to you,
but i had of ton of judgment and expectations reserved for this movie.
this is my childhood here.
a movie i’ve watched over and over.
i was getting mixed reviews about it so i knew i had to see it for myself.
the pretty vixen and i decided to go see it yesterday.
my thoughts…
(via when i was a young warthog (WHEN I WAS A YOUNG WART. HOG))
you ever had a good dream you didn’t want to wake up from?
that was me last night,
probably around 4am when i was snoring loud.
so let’s get into my dream…