Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.
Groucho Marx

We are tender and filled to the brim with emotion. We can laugh and cry simultaneously. We are like a speeding train when we get furious and we won’t stop until we’ve torn down everything on our way. We love like crazy however we embrace softly until you feel relieved. When we want attention you have to give it to us, immediately, although when we don’t want it you better not touch us. We suffer quietly, albeit with longing, but sometimes we suffer loudly so everyone should know. When we fall apart it’s completely, though we consolidate slowly, sometimes it takes years. The hormones swing us relentlessly, but well, we enjoy the sway. We desire jewels, red lipstick, and high heels, although sometimes we don’t want to admit it. We constantly demand too much of ourselves and feel that we could improve something, even when we are told that this much is enough. We are wild like a storm and gentle as spring rain.
We are mothers, lovers, sisters, friends…
Yours L.


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