Sex for the Silent Majority

Women have never before expressed themselves the way they do today. Modern women are frowned upon for it because it is a new right; an exorcism of natural urges forever identified as vile. Those arguing that the reason women have never before acted as many currently do is moral harm turn a blind eye to, among other things, a most definitive characteristic of human freedom—we hate what we don’t have. This hatred derives itself from anger and this anger from fear, which is essentially product of an eternity’s worth of flawed systems and confusion—why have women never before been so sexually liberated? Why now? Why this generation, and not mine?

🔺 a goddess of sorts 🔻 (at Mambo Drink)

🔺 a goddess of sorts 🔻 (at Mambo Drink)

Something about this doesn’t seem perverted at all

I am at a Latin dance club with Leah. A slower song just came on and people started holding each other. Holding hips and stepping in twos from side to side. The lights just turned on. It’s over. I have been sitting in this chair watching over the dance floor. The couples dancing, girl-with-girl, boy-with-girl, boy-with-idkursex? They seemed pure. I can’t tell it it’s the martinis and greatful dead and vodka cranberries talking or if I actually have some sort of naive trust for the world. I think everyone was just trying to dance. I wasn’t scared of anything in here tonight. I danced when I wanted and I sat when I wanted and no one bothered me. I think I might come back. I should go find Leah. God it’s nice to connect with people that I connected with in high school. Damn it’s nice to know that although everything has changed, nothing has changed.
If you read this I love you, no matter what. No matter what I love you anyway. I do.
The music stopped. Goodnight.

to the kitty lovers bb you are beautiful too 🐱

to the kitty lovers bb you are beautiful too 🐱

baby: m....m...m

mom: mama? ma? mommy?

baby: m...m...

baby: m..mY ANACONDA DONT