Taking no prisoners. Including herself.

And when I walk down the street and the construction men turn their heads, I realize, they don’t fucking know the difference between a 23 and a 32 year old face. Not really. They just see WOMAN. Woman! Woman is power, fuck the hows and the what. WOMAN. I think I actually mean this. I went to Essex last night and soaked in the tub and there were just bodies, no lines or smoothness, all lines and all smoothness, and wrinkles and folds, too. And I just thought WOMAN. Woman’s hot. Woman is me. And woman is you.


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