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ImageSometimes we feel so  confused,we think that we are not pretty enough,slim   Enough,even to the point that doubt our sexuality.Our sexuality is like the spice of life no matter how  Much we believe we lack the necessary components that the fashion magazines and media deems as the right look for perfection .We decide what is the right feel for us.Acceptane starts in the mind you have to believe it to feel it.Ebrace yourself, love yourself ,enjoy your body it is the greatest thing you will ever own .  Be good to it,play with it,,pamper it decorate it ,enjoy using it.Sing,dance ,laugh and love,love like you have never loved before Wet your appetite. unleash the real you.


An homage to curvy women

honey I'm a lesbian

I was talking to a friend the other day about the difference between what lesbians want and what society seems to deem as beautiful. I have to say I am very lucky that my husband is always complementing me on my figure and how sexy I am. I was always brought up thinking I was too big. Not so much because my parents made me feel fat, but rather my mom was always in a constant battle to lose weight. My father made her feel insecure in her beauty and physique. She was curvy, like me. Like the girls in the pictures. She was/ is beautiful, but she struggled to accept herself, as I do now. It’s difficult to accept yourself when society makes you feel inferior for being a size 12. When my friend said that it was a perfect size, I about died. My husband and a few…

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Your Body Is Perfect Intelligence

"Healed Hands"

I’ve been wanting to start this blog for months, ever since returning from a two-week Ayahuasca retreat in Peru in March of this year, but it’s fair to say I’ve spent the last six months recovering from the inner demons I faced there and the aftermath involved. The healing I experienced was so fast and beyond the scope of my expectations that my whole world burned to the ground upon my return home. My life was the same and yet I was a different person. Upon returning home, in the same week I both confronted my father about sexually abusing me as a child, and then was laid off from a job I was struggling to find peace with. Then one by one, I told the three other members of my immediate family about the sexual abuse memories I recovered in Peru. Some believed me, some didn’t. They were still…

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I admire your work very much , keep doing what your doing .

Your Body Is Perfect Intelligence

"Victor Frankl"

“Who are we to say getting incested or abused or violated or any of those things can’t have their positive aspects in the long run? … You have to be careful of taking a knee-jerk attitude. Having a knee-jerk attitude to anything is a mistake, especially in the case of women, where it adds up to this very limited and condescending thing of saying they’re fragile, breakable things that can be destroyed easily. Everybody gets hurt and violated and broken sometimes. Why are women so special? Not that anybody ought to be raped or abused, nobody’s saying that, but that’s what is going on. What about afterwards? All I’m saying is there are certain cases where it can enlarge you or make you more of a complete human being, like Viktor Frankl. Think about the Holocaust. Was the Holocaust a good thing? No way. Does anybody think it was good that…

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I am sorry if I have offended you that was not my intention ,I am doing this site as a school project .I reblog your work because sexuality is what I am focusing on ,when I add my comment ,it was for my assignment I didn’t think of how it would have impacted on you ,which was selfish of me ,please accept apology

honey I'm a lesbian

Okay, so I love it when people reblog me. I take it as a high form of praise or what I said sparked something or it just amused the hell out of them. Whatever the reason it makes me feel good and proves that what I write does seem to matter.

However, I just got reblogged for a second time by this lady. Her statement at the top of the page is: This site is to bring awareness as well asset others know that it is ok to explore ,enjoy ,share and feel comfortable and at ease with our sexuality.

She then reblogged my post Hot and Bothered. Which is fine. But then she took it a step further and wrote this comment under the repost:

Sometimes we have so much pent up feelings ,we think that there is only one way to work it off ,but it doesn’t…

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Now this meal wow ,would make the dead come alive .A well done meal is always appreciated especially before and after indulging your sexual appetites . Sharing the love.

Matt on Not-WordPress

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Earlier in this blog, I discussed some (but by no means all) of my issues regarding my sexual orientation and trying to figure out “what I am” and whether I was “abnormal” because of it. I also alluded more than once to my dislike of labels. What is somewhat ironic about chat is that there is both more acceptance of sexual diversity and more intolerance of same. On the one hand, there are sites that specialize in quite literally every sexual preference, orientation, kink, fetish, gender, and activity that the rather creative human mind can formulate. At the same time, however, there can be strong opinions of the behaviors engaged in by others (as well as self, but this isn’t yet another self-image post, I promise!).

For most of my chat life, I have been in “womens only” rooms. That term is in quotes both for labeling reasons and due…

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Sometimes we have so much pent up feelings ,we think that there is only one way to work it off ,but it doesn’t always have to be that way .When we have delayed issues we get anxious , and stop thinking clearly ,that is not always good for us .Ladies we do need to practice a little restraint it does help.

honey I'm a lesbian

I’m feeling it. The pull. The need. The want. The smell… Ugh. It’s so unavailable to me right now. I practically work in a tomb it’s so quiet in here. I have flirty text friends but nothing serious. I start up with a personal trainer on Tuesday. Maybe getting into the gym will release some of my frustrations but honestly it usually revs me up. Plus if there’s a hot ass bouncing in front of me on an elliptical, I think I’ll lose it.

The sad thing is that I get home and I have this incredibly “giving” man at the ready. He knows what to do. Over 10 years of getting to know each other, he has my buttons down, so… I lie back and close my eyes.  I first try to be in the moment. To give in to his adoration and kisses and momentarily it works. Then…

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