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i left.
this morning,
i hit “leave group” and didn’t look back.
folks was starting to move funny.
i’m not one to turn the blind eye because i’m “lonely”.
i get tf on.
people don’t truly know group etiquette anyway…
they make sure they subconsciously let you know you aren’t the “favorite”
a ton of ass kissin’ to they “get along better with”
they leave those deemed lesser out
it’s worst when it’s folks that are outcasts,
but slowly start becoming their oppressors to others.
this happens quite a lot,
especially in black and especially gay culture.
i found comfort in a group that was different from my regulars.
they were really cool and embraced me in the beginning,
but i started to realize i truly didn’t fit in with them.
honestly,
i’m not mad or feeling any kind of way.
Jamari Fox isn’t made for a group
looking back at my life,
i never was any good in groups.
Lord knows i hated group projects in school.
this one big group i was in,
they taught me that groups ain’t loyal.
i’ve always been better with like 1 or 1.
maybe a third,
but i’ve never enjoyed the group thing.
at this point of my life,
i’m good with:
my close friends that all don’t know each other
my wolf who dicks me down and is my man
the foxhole who has become my family
i’m open to many different kinds of friendships,
but count me out of big group settings.
lowkey: it’s okay to say goodbye.
there is power in leaving idiots alone.