Taking my power back (photo by Travis) (Patreon)

It’s taken me about 35 years to start feeling the power of my own sexuality- something I can cherish and enjoy for myself, not something that is “the property of” a man, or a “temple” belonging to some fear-mongering sky daddy. I don’t owe any modesty to my father. I am not a used up piece of chewing gum or a soda that multiple men have sipped from. I am my own, I am a human being, and I have every right to experience pleasure. I replenish my own energy, I am not a withering flower. I am a roaring river the flows and trickles, rages and falls, wets and reflects.

*Kristy

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