She’s looking at you with those tremendous brown eyes and you feel your willpower start to plummet. She’s asking things of you that, with men, would be too intimate, but with her seems beautiful. Slowly, to not only please her, but to calm the tempestuous nerves coursing through you, you slide the zipper down until it can be pulled no more. Alluring, dusky skin becomes kissable, and you know that tonight, tonight things will happen that you’ve only dreamed of in secret, lovesick fantasies.
It has to be something we create and purchase for. Art by women, design by women, architecture by women, books by women, comics by women, magazines by women, and writing and art that does not support bad old stereotypes. And not just women of your own color. Trans women, LBQ women, WoallCs. Experiment. Venture. Try.
Don’t trash talk other women; talk them up. Support women who have been victimized. Don’t be part of the problem. Disagree, yes, but with respect. If other women behave badly, walk away.
"Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; But eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, Stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories and make peace with them."- Iyanla Vanzan (via ohlovequotes)