Tonight... I want to feel you... I want to get drunk from the taste of you, I want to lose myself in your lips, I want to feel your longing, Eat you with kisses... Tonight...
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"There are mornings when I wake with my jaw already clenched, as if some buried part of me has spent the night trying to call for help through a mouth that has forgotten how to open.
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Don't wait for someone to take you home. Don't wait for someone to ask you out. Go alone....
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The old systems are falling. And they should. They were never built to serve the soul, the Earth, or the future. What comes next isn't going to be handed to us by governments or institutions. It’s going to be created...
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I know what you thought about me. But darling, you got it all wrong. You thought I was like the rest. That I would be okay sitting quietly on the sidelines, waiting to be chosen when it was convenient for you.
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If an insult destroys you and an applause makes you feel invincible, there's an uncomfortable truth you need to hear: Your mind doesn't belong to you It belongs to anyone who has an opinion about you. Many women live like this without realizing it.
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She lived with regrets that lingered quietly in the corners of her mind, following her through the years like shadows she could never completely escape.
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Most women have never been taught about the sacred intelligence of their own bodies. They know how to survive, how to perform, how to care for everyone else, but very few truly understand the divine forces moving within them.
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You were a girl carrying responsibilities that didn't belong to you"
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Most broken adults were not born weak. They were born in homes where they were taught to feel guilty for existing. Kids who grew up listening to: “You are no good for nothing. ”
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One of the things I listen for when I'm getting to know someone, professionally or personally, is their relationship to accountability - I don't expect perfection, I don't expect people to have never made mistakes. The way people dance with accountability tells me whether someone is capable of change.
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Devour me.... With your kisses, With your caresses, With your desire...
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