as small as a world and as large as alone

7:52pm December 23, 2013

talesofthestarshipregeneration:

girljanitor:

queennubian:

whoissugar:

liketheesun:

thetallblacknerd:

tarynel:

thetallblacknerd:

I find it comical when women think I care about

Stretchmarks
If one titty is slightly bigger than the other
Birthmarks
Fat areas
Bumps or discoloration
Cellulite
Sweat
Morning breath
Human flaws

If I have you naked in front of me and I am naked too, the only thing on my mind is where am I putting my mouth first

This turned me on

I need to like add this permanently to my blog, shit is too relevant

i love this

Well.

The thing is, and I get what the OP is trying to say
,
Me feeling insecure because I am naked in front of you

finally

is not funny…Ironic…or anything

It’s the reality of the effects of the media powers that be, religious rhetoric, school bullies, passive aggressive family members, jealous friends, all telling you that you as a woman are not attractive enough for love or sex and you should do something about it.

To say it’s funny is a mockery

If you see me laying on my side or sliding out of my underwear and bra at a strange angle it’s to hide the scars that you can’t see on the surface

If you truly want to make a prolific statement then worship. Thank God for me. That I survived middle school. That I had the courage to come to you in my most vulnerable state, with the beauty marks in strange places, and the lop sided boobs that will never be perky no matter how many chest presses I do.

I’ve been measuring myself against women I will never be based on a monopoly of barbie’s, porn stars, beyonce’s and the ex that he kept going back to and chick that my next ex went for although she was nothing like he said he went for

and I don’t know what is wrong with me. My hair is too kinky. My skin is not light enough or dark enough. I’m too hairy but apparently that’s a thing now. I’m Just under 200 pounds and you want me to sit on your face and all I can think about is all jokes I heard about how nasty pussy can smell, how big my thighs are, and how long it’s been since I felt okay enough to do this without shame…

which is never

so don’t you dare ever attempt to wrap me up in your self righteousness as though you are somehow doing me a favor by finding beauty in my humanity. I am flawed and fearful and perhaps not ready for this moment but I came to you and am standing here in mitch matched panties, cotton underwear, and a sports bra because I wanted you to make me feel like I was on fire for a few moments

I wanted to forget all the hell in the office and I need know that if we do this I am not your charity event for the night.  I am your goddess. Your queen. Who you hoped would show up and wipe that smirk off your face.

I am wonder a blessing.  my body is the proof that God is living and keeping me alive. And there is nothing funny about that.

bless this post

in which queennubian is yes. yes. yes.

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