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one thing I will remember my whole life and I will pass it to my daughter is how important female friendships is. I spent (gladly still continue) my youth alongside best women the world ever known. we learned how to get the best out of situations together. I still feel like a little girl talking to them, because nothing changed. the only thing that changed is the way how quickly we’ve matured. the biggest advices I learned growing up with my precious wonderful women:
one of them taught me that it is pretty worthy to choose brain over beauty.
one of them taught me how important it is to choose someone you love.
one of them taught me how to prioritise your own beliefs and feelings over anything else that comes along.
and my mom. my mommy. this woman taught me that your personal experience of growing up could not affect your children if you choose to make a difference. that even in your 30s it is never late to change. that if you choose a right husband and will never talk badly bout him to your daughter she will never seek for love in random men who do not truly appreciate her. that if you raise her right she will always believe that she is special. and already in her early 20s it will help her to live in the cruel world.
I want to be all these pieces of women in my life. I hope I will make my own piece of a woman one day.
I’m very happy to be a girl.
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Bats by Celia Bland 1996 part 2; part 1
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nadia lee cohen for perfect magazine september 2024
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Monet's garden by Samantha Cavet
“I’ve been a massage therapist for many years, now. I know what people look like. People have been undressing for me for a long time. I know what you look like: a glance at you, and I can picture pretty well what you’d look like on my table. Let’s start here with what nobody looks like: nobody looks like the people in magazines or movies. Not even models. Nobody. Lean people have a kind of rawboned, unfinished look about them that is very appealing. But they don’t have plump round breasts and plump round asses. You have plump round breasts and a plump round ass, you have a plump round belly and plump round thighs as well. That’s how it works. And that’s very appealing too. Woman have cellulite. All of them. It’s dimply and cute. It’s not a defect. It’s not a health problem. It’s the natural consequence of not consisting of photoshopped pixels, and not having emerged from an airbrush. Men have silly buttocks. Well, if most of your clients are women, anyway. You come to male buttocks and you say – what, this is it? They’re kind of scrawny and the tissue is jumpy because it’s unpadded; you have to dial back the pressure, or they’ll yelp. Adults sag. It doesn’t matter how fit they are. Every decade, an adult sags a little more. All of the tissue hangs a little looser. They wrinkle, too. I don’t know who put about the rumor that just old people wrinkle. You start wrinkling when you start sagging, as soon as you’re all grown up, and the process goes its merry way as long as you live. Which is hopefully a long, long time, right? Everybody on a massage table is beautiful. There are really no exceptions to this rule. At that first long sigh, at that first thought that “I can stop hanging on now, I’m safe” – a luminosity, a glow, begins. Within a few minutes the whole body is radiant with it. It suffuses the room: it suffuses the massage therapist too. People talk about massage therapists being caretakers, and I suppose we are: we like to look after people, and we’re easily moved to tenderness. But to let you in on a secret: I’m in it for the glow. I’ll tell you what people look like, really: they look like flames. Or like the stars, on a clear night in the wilderness.”
Source: dalefavier.blogspot.co.uk
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make men slutty again.
HEAT STROKE | GQ CHINA Photographer: Wintam; Editor & Image: Shawn Gao Ding; Makeup: Lucas; Hair: Tao Liu; Art: Grade 2 & Lei Min; Art Assistant: Jiang Mi; Models: Kim; Ye Hao, Yu Hang, Ho Jun; Fashion Assistant: Yiyi, Coco; Photography Assistant: Li Zhenxi; Song Luanyi
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When I say I like men- feral men. Men that whisper "fuck" everytime they see a picture of you. How they make it known you are theirs and how the scent of you causes their dicks to stand straight up. How everytime they look at you, you know they are going to pin you down and take your holes till you're sore. Where not a inch of you is without bites. Without bruises. Without a mark that you are completely off limits.
there is a universe of difference in being desired and being valued.
there is a difference in pure admiration and a secret jealousy.
there is a difference in being excited to share even something sad and being forced to tell anything because of a control they prefer to call a «worry».
there is a difference between making you a poet’s muse and making you a poem.
there is a difference in being wanted to be naked and being taken cared of even the process of dressing up.
there is a difference in not noticing eyes that look up not to start crying and noticing eyes that feel sun rays that seep through a curtain too bright.
there is a difference in acting cute in front of someone and being completely vulnerable in the way you’ve never been before.
there is a difference in relationship and a consideration.
never settle for less than a love that matched your capacity to love.
One of the most perspective altering things l've learned recently is that most people do not deserve access to your body. I don't care if you need to meditate, find a hobby, get a toy - people need to prove they are trustworthy and invested in your wellbeing before you share your personal space with them, let alone your whole body. You've healed too much to not raise the bar on who has access to you. That’s how important you should feel in your environment
how beautiful people are when they fix their messy hair behind their ears but it still falls down covering their eyes. how pretty cat paws look like when kittens put them together so gracefully. how incredibly good a wet air feels when the ground is soppy after the morning drizzle. how good it feels to touch the coldest water in the dirty flood. how amazing the smell that is concentrated in the tunnels, and when trains squeeze air out of the tunnel onto the platform, the smell of creosote spreads throughout the metro. how mesmerizing the lips you wanna kiss look. how soothingly the voice of a person that is dear for you sounds in a late night talking.
how beautiful the moment of a living is.