- Having sex every day.
- Saving sex for your wedding night.
- Never having sex.
- Having sex with different people.
- Having sex with one person.
- Having sex with a person of your same gender.
- Loving sex.
- Hating sex.
- Being loud.
- Being quiet.
The only thing wrong with sex?
When it’s not consensual.
Because that’s not sex. That’s rape.
Reblogging again because this post is so important.
She’s not pretending to be saccharine sweet, or without fault, or without pain—she doesn’t want to be a role model, she wants to be real. And she is. And now she’s officially an icon. - Harper’s Bazaar
Anonymous said: For someone who doesn't have sex, you have a lot of lovers!
Here’s the thing, anon. Men don’t fall in love with me because of what’s in between my legs.
They love the way I sway. There’s a secret in the way I walk. It’s a melody, it’s a rhythm. When my thighs touch, a symphony of sensuality reverberates up and down my spine and into my smile. And, oh, anon. They love my smile. It can be sweet and sinister, tight lipped. It can come accompanied with a playful wink, or a smirk. It can be toothy and wide, brazen and bold. They love my mind. I’m inquisitive, I’m intelligent, I’m interesting. I’d sit for hours listening to them talk about summers with their grandma, then transition into the NFL playoff outlook, then have a rousing discourse on the merits of community property laws and round out the discussion laughing about the most ridiculous line on the latest Jeezy track. They love the fact that I’m passionate. I’m a hugger, a kisser, a grabber, a rubber, oh, baby, I am a lover in a thousand different ways with a turtleneck, snow boots, and a parka on - I don’t need to take my clothes off for this. I don’t need to show any skin for this. I’m not confident about much, but I can affirmatively say that the best lovers are the ones who can make your consciousness climax, who can send shivers down your spine via snapchat, who can make your toes curl via text, who can make your encephalon ejaculate via email. So anon sweetheart, keep your man from around me. He might wind up getting mind fucked.