fuckyeahamberrose: “The best sex I have is with myself, to be honest.” — Amber Rose (via ngotorious) Truth. Self pleasure is high on the list of things you must know how to do before you can call yourself a woman. If you only chance of orgasm is through a man, or a woman for that matter, you’re in a bad situation. Buy toys, look at yourself in the mirror, whatever you have to do...
the mechanism is the act of changing. For example: do you remember the first time you put your mouth on a woman? the mechanism is that memory. it is release and remembering you are alive. it is life. it is eating itself. it divides the past from the present. it is the gun and the knife. it is the time before drugs, it is cauterized wounds. the sutures and the penicillin. it is disease and health....
domination works because i need to tell and not be told submission works because i need to be told and not tell switching works because now I am afraid to commit.
Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman’s womb...– Anaïs Nin (The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1)
Men 1, or how I lost my hair and gained a man.
There are things that I am not interested in. Loads of them, in fact. I’m the most not interested person I know on a lot of levels. One of the biggest is not having hair. It’s not really the act of removing hair, taking out extensions, etc. that bothers me. It’s the perceived loss of femininity, or feminine markers that bothers me. Actually, it’s not even that. It’s...
Me: The stickler for measurements. I’d like a waist 15 or so inches smaller than my hips and I am intensely pursuing that very unrealistic and unnatural ideal figure. The weight isn’t so important to me; I won’t lie I do think I could stand to lost the 2 stone I’ve gained since last year, but I’m not incredibly worried about those numbers. The shape, the way my body...
Friends: Written before They say, we want you to come, we thought you would make it. They neglect to mention the most important piece; I will not be missed if I am not there. Their concern is aesthetic, purely of the moment, and will not last past their first drinks. I don’t have the kind of friends who really care what i’m doing or where i’m going. That’s not safe....
To Those Who'd Keep Me Planted
Do not tell me these legs are strong to stand still Do not tell me this desire to roam is wrong I am my own beloved, and I am obligated only to my beloved I am of nomadic people Women with painted faces and cotton headdresses Selling cigarettes and Brigadeiro’s, darkening their faces in the sun Men whose pride wouldn’t let them remain slaves Whose drums echo in my cervix All aware of...
Things I Know #1
In economics there is a theory called the paradox of value. it just points out that what people need is almost always overshadowed by what they want, placing value on things that will not last.