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Sex Is All You Need

@taylahjackman123-blog

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I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mothers name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mothers joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel.Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? And for all the times you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you’ve asked come true? And if they didn’t did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who[m]? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop.
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I want to have someone who will go on spontaneous car rides with me and deal with my random break downs and hold me tight to let me know they’re always there and to show their love in the smallest ways that are really the best ways

I hope we meet each other soon (via crisping)

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When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
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glowist

u know what women need to stop being embarrassed about their periods need a tampon? ask your friend for one, even if there are boys around replacing a pad? don’t bother hiding it on the way to the bathroom u have cramps?? dont be afraid to tell your male teacher that you need to go to the nurse for a pain killer you don’t have to apologize for talking about your period in front of men, if they’re uncomfortable they can go away but I have a feeling they’ll survive lol can we just please stop making what almost every single woman goes through every single month as a way of ensuring the human race doesn’t go extinct into something taboo

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I dont think I ever wrote about this.  
When I took Chloe in for her physical the doctor had her get down to her underwear and the doctor checked her out and then said “I am just going to take a quick peek in your underwear to make sure everything is okay down there” and Chloe said “momma you said no one can look at my privates unless I tell them its okay and I dont ant her to look at them because I dont know her very well.”  I told her that it was her choice to have the doctor look or not but that I was right here and I would be sure the doctor did not do anything that was not okay, but if Chloe did not want her to look she didnt have to let her.  She looked at the doctor and said very matter of factly “I dont want you looking in my underwear, there is nothing wrong with my private parts, and I dont know you very well”  The doctor looked at Chloe and told her that she had the right to say no and that she wouldn’t force her to let her look.  She asked her questions about it, like does it itch, does it hurt when you pee and Chloe answered them and then started getting dressed.  The doctor pulled me aside and told me that she was a sexual assualt survivor and that she is so proud of my daughter for telling her no, even though she was a person of authority.  
I have always and will always teach my children they control their body, even and especially when it comes to people of authority.