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July 19th, 2015 · 1 comment

Reclaiming the feral beauty of the term thunder thighs. The dark rumble of a goddess on the mountainside; lightning in my hair, wild rain in my earth hands. This body a wide and ancient storm.

I understand

now

why it
    makes
you

so nervous.

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  • Syn Etc says:

    I really appreciate this, I have been feeling bad about my legs since putting on some weight, even though the hoots and hollers from construction workers say differently ;)

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