Mother F*cker Messed Up My Orgasm.
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
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
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
It is one of those days. One of those days where I find myself wrapped in a cover of doubt. Fear. Overwhelm. Exhaustion. Uncertainty knocking at my door, Screaming at me that I
Shaky Knee's and Stairs. These two things do not get along well. And yest they are a match made in heaven. Looking down from the second floor stairs, Looking at that first step, feeling my
Holy Sh*t! You know these moment's where you just go WTF am I doing? Yepper's that has been me this morning. God most certainly wants me to acknowledge my perceived need that I
"Dear God please help heal them so that I will feel better." "Dear God please get them to change so that I can feel better." "Dear God please send your angels down
Blond Moments. LOL... I have these so often. It truly is not funny. Okay, so it is pretty effing funny. I laugh at myself ALL the time. Today I was out to lunch