Sometimes a simple question could have a complicated answer.
Have a nice, cuntlovin' day.
Loving, knowing, and respecting our bodies is a powerful and invincible act of rebellion in this society.
If your skin is crawling, pay attention. If something doesn’t feel right, pay attention. If the hairs on the back of your neck prickle, if your gut clenches up, if a wave of wrongness washes over you, if your heart starts beating faster, pay, pay, pay attention. Do not second-guess yourself or rationalize anything that impedes your safety. Our instincts are the animal inside of our humanness, warning us of danger.
I work grief and sadness out of my body when I dance, and I bring in joy and rhythm.
We tend to hold that popping medicine in our mouths and swallowing is the extent of our involvement in the healing process. We believe that if we get better, it's because the medicine worked magic, not the person.
What if one out of every three multinational corporation CEO's were raped every year? Don't you think that would raise a kind of ruckus?
They are "sexcellent". That is a pun for you, you will find lots of puns on the internet! Also: blonde jokes.
Our levels of desire, patience, persistence, and confidence end up playing a much larger role in success than sheer reasoning powers. Feel motivated and energized, we can overcome almost anything. Feeling bored and restless, our minds shut off and we become increasingly passive.
With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.
I mean, whatever’s supposed to happen is gonna happen.