PUSSY POWER UNLEASHED. READ AND SHARE IF YOU DARE.

Sisters,

I gotta talk to you about something that’s been pissing me off.

The way we HATE our bodies. The way we SHAME ourselves for simply existing in our own skin. The way we CONSTANTLY try to fit into some bullshit mold that is impossible.

And you know why this is happening?

It’s because we’re living in a patriarchal shit show. A system whose whole freaking purpose is to control and consume women.

Think about it:

From the moment we pop out of the womb, there’s a RULEBOOK for how we’re supposed to be.

Shut the fuck up. Don’t take up too much space with your big mouth.

Smile, bitch. Even when you wanna throat punch someone.

Be a good little girl. Bend over backwards to make everyone else happy.

Be skinny. But with big boobs and a bald snatch.

Be sweet. Even your vulva should smell like a goddamn rose garden.

Screw that.

Sisters, we are NEVER satisfied because our FEMININE RAGE is clawing at our insides, begging to be released.

We have OPINIONS when we’re told to sit down and shut up.

We are NOT happy 24/7, because we’re not Stepford wives.

We are sick to the back of our teeth of twisting ourselves into pretzels to fit a mold that was NEVER meant to bring us joy.

And let me tell you something about our bodies:

Our boobies are ALL shapes and sizes. And they’re ALL fucking perfect.

Our Goddess bodies are LUSH, ABUNDANT, MIRACULOUS. And they’re ALL divine temples.

Our pubes are there for a reason. They’re not a grooming error.

And we are meant to smell like WILD, PRIMAL, SAVAGE creatures. Not like a bottle of Summer’s Eve.

Sisters, listen up!

You are wild forces of nature. You are hungry, powerful irreverent temptresses. You are not meant to be docile little servant bitches.

You are meant to LEAD.

To EAT with abandon.

To DANCE like everyone’s watching and you don’t give a shit.

To CRY when your heart is breaking.

To come so hard the neighbors need a cigarette.

To SCREAM when you’re raging against the machine.

You are meant to take up space with your glory.

There are NO RULES for women like us.

The rulebook was written by fools who were terrified of your power.

Those who needed to CONTROL you in order to feel like they had a hold on the world.

Those who could not HANDLE the DEPTH of your wildness, your wisdom, your FIRE.

So they told you to shrink. To be quiet. To be pleasing.

To make yourself SMALLER to fit their teeny tiny little boxes.

It’s time to stop playing the game.

It’s time to unleash the inner savage and to reclaim your body, your voice, your power.

Your body is not a problem to be fixed.

It’s a portal to the divine.

Let your body be soft, strong, scarred, stretch marked or saggy with wrinkles and a hairy what the fuck ever it wants to be.

Let your voice be loud and opinionated and unapologetic.

Let your hunger be vast and insatiable and demanding of more.

At last, but not least, let your rage burn down every system and structure and every rule book that ever tried to contain you, because you are freaking uncontainable.

Here is to your wild, raw, messy, glorious PUSSY POWER.

THAT is your birthright.

The world is waiting for your ROAR.

Mama Tiff
Queen Taboo
Channel of The BLUE