The Epidemic of “Most Likely Not.”
Most likely not, but who the f-ck knows, right? Most likely not the right time. Most likely not the right person. Most likely not the right opportunity. Most likely not the right energy. Most likely
Most likely not, but who the f-ck knows, right? Most likely not the right time. Most likely not the right person. Most likely not the right opportunity. Most likely not the right energy. Most likely
You know you f-cking want it! So why the hell don't you take it? Why the f-ck do you deny yourself it? This is frank Friday folks and I am going to be
I am the girl. I am that girl. You know the one. The one that makes your heart beat faster. The one that makes you smile. The one that makes you want to be more
I wake. I open myself. I breathe in deeper. I feel my fear of this expansion, of this birthing, This quaking of my soul as it rattles the cage that it has
I sit here this morning not wanting to open up my text thread with my ex. The negativity, the control, the anger that comes from it, and that I feel inside
🙊🙉🤭😈 My monkey's tried to get me laid. 🔥🔥🙊☺️ Only in my world of crazy does this sort of stuff happen. Only in my world is it allowed, Embraced and accepted. In
Sadness. Joy. Amazement. Surrender. I shudder at the thought of the release. Where will I go from here? Whom will I become? My heart is holding so much, I can barely withstand the sensations some days as
As a woman you would think it easy for me to be open and vulnerable, trusting even of the feminine. Of other women. That sisterhood would just come naturally and
Arms open wide. His arms, so open. So supportive. So full love. Of acceptance. I welcomed his embrace with my whole heart and soul. Needing to be held. To be carried in this moment. Needing his witnessing