Somewhere in the world there must exist an institution where Lesbians can go to learn how to be a proper Lesbian.
There will be woodworking classes, workshops to learn all about the different types of denim and flannel, and an extra credit course you can take to help you make your work boots match your outfits.
The one class that is required by all attendees will be how to shake hands properly without crushing the crap out of everyone you meet.
We have it all wrong...We walk around in this hurricane we call life feeding ourselves lies to make it through the storm. There are several common misconceptions that we spoon feed our mind and tonight I want to focus on one in particular; love. See at some point we thought we had control over it and that we had the ability to pick and choose who we loved. Now I wont shatter your bubble too much, we do have some control.
You see her across the room or run across her bio on some social networking site or maybe you work with her. In your mind you tell yourself that you are allowing yourself to fall for her. But the truth of the matter is that your heart has a mind of it's own and your body simply follows like a hungry puppy.
Im sorry to tell ya but you can't control who your heart pants for. At the very least you can fight the urge and you either fall or run.
There's a reason why some self-help and support groups that help people with alcohol and drug addiction try to stay anonymous. Not everyone wants the world to know about their private business and all their dirty laundry. The last thing they want is to have some lecherous Lesbian showing up at a love and sex addicts meeting gawking and winking at the hot girls while handing out condoms to all the men.
The week has come and is now almost gone. While many of us our planning out weekend rendezvous and escapades, some of us are planning the next move in our relationships, bedroom excursions, and/or dating lives. And this is where I come in. Why ask your single friends what to do in your relationship? You’re interrupting their playtime with your drama.
Instead, why don’t you come, lay your head on my couch, and spill all. There’s no question too big or small that Spoken won’t answer.