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July 27 - August 1, 2024
All eyes were on her. Her eyes were on me, exactly where they needed to be and would remain throughout the night. I’d make sure of it.
Femininity was the most sacred, unprotected aspect of a woman and I loved that shit dearly. It enhanced my masculinity. Made me wiser. Stronger. Better in every way possible.
“Yes. In that reality I sometimes need a break from, I was born to lead. I’m expected to lead, and I am not given grace. That’s not the way it works. So, here, I want to relinquish my power. I crave submission.”
“Never, and I mean never, get too far removed from reality that you don’t remember you’re a prize. You’re the prize. And, I’m lucky to have you here. Your presence is a gift, my dear. One I will treasure in spite of everything else. Understood?”
“Head up, Rather. Don’t let me see it fall again.”
Women are doers. Women are human. Women are feelers. Women are thinkers. Women are more than objects. Women deserve softness and support. Women owe no explanation for our rightful nature. Women should govern their own bodies, minds, and hearts. Women deserve grace from everyone in their lives, including self.
Women are the most fragile beings on the planet and should be treated as such. Women are the superior gender. Put a man in our shoes and his ankles will bleed. Women’s femininity is a direct reflection of the masculine energy that surrounds them. Without women, life isn’t possible. The quicker the world remembers that, the better the world will be.
Society’s secret vendetta against the woman’s body, heart, mind, femininity, fragility, sensitivity, and vulnerability has shaped the thoughts...
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Discovering yourself is the first step. Becoming sure of yourself is the second step. Loving yourself, unconditionally, is the final step.
“It means guard your heart, maintain your sanity, and don’t let that motherfucker get to your head. Remember who you are and don’t ever forget it.
Most of all, maintain your individuality.
“For a woman he loves, even a woman he likes enough, a man will not have to be asked, told twice, urged, or reminded… He just will. Anything. Any day. Any time. Any place. Nothing will ever be too much to ask of or expect from him. So, crossing an ocean for a woman you love isn’t surprising to me. It’s inspiring.”
“Doable.” “Don’t make me feel alone. Don’t make me feel like a burden. Don’t make me feel like I’m begging for your attention, because I won’t. Not now and not ever.”
“You’ve gambled enough by agreeing to give me your heart, Rather. Asking for anything else would be too much. I’ve already won.”
“Your absence would’ve told me everything I needed to know. But, your presence… it has told me a whole fucking lot, Rose.
“Hear me well when I say don’t ever let that stop you again. I’m not a law abiding citizen, Rose. I run red lights.”
“Just like that,” I expressed, “I want you just like that tonight. Eight. And, don’t make me wait or you’ll find out just how much effort I’m willing to put into you.”
“And, when you do, you’ll know the difference. You’ll feel the difference. You’ll understand the difference very quickly between a man that belongs to you and one that doesn’t. Because this one, he’ll belong to me in a few short months and the D he’s been giving you will stop.”
“Do you understand what’s happening? Because, for the life of me, I can’t stop it. I don’t know that I want to either. We’ve blurred the lines. We’ve fucked up, royally. I don’t know about you, but for me–for me it’s not just sex anymore.”
“I’ve been trying to consume you in small doses, so afraid I’ll overdose.”
“Because in no world and in no way will I ever have peace or utter happiness knowing you exist. The day I accept your brother as my husband will be the only time I will knowingly, and reluctantly, cause you pain. But, you won’t suffer alone.” “I have the rest of my life to live with that pain. Until then, you can let down your guard. Allow me to experience you fully.”
“It’s you. And until I find the strength to forget the magic we created, it’ll always be you. Please don’t apologize to me for being a man, Priest. If you’re going to apologize for something, let it be the fact that you can’t be my man.”
“My life was shitty without you. You’ve managed to bring me purpose, peace, and a newfound sense of priority.
