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Fifty Shades of Goddess



THIS POST IS FOR READERS 15 YEARS AND OVER!

What does it say about us when the no.1 DVD is Fifty Shade Grey? This provoked the following thoughts.

I never share an opinion without first considering all the points of view; so yes I have read the book and seen the movie and to me it shows the opposite of love.

For a long time I have known sex is the greatest thing on earth so I understand what sexuality is truly worth.

Every woman deserves to be treated like a goddess whether they’re naked or fully dressed they should be loved, respected, worshiped and blessed.

If you are in it for life or just a one night stand take your lovers hand and say” I don’t believe we should fuck or screw I believe in making love to you.”

When a woman’s around the world starts to shift and anytime she lets you sleep with her it should be seen as heavenly gift.

From where I sit there are no fifty shades of grey there is only black and white if you are a man you should treat a woman right.

A woman should not live in fear of making a mistake it’s called unconditional love for god sake.

A man should protect a woman from danger and oppression but that doesn’t give him the right see her as his possession.

Love is about trust and faith in the fact the person you’re with is the one that will keep you safe.

Fifty shades is no manual on how a relationship should start it’s not a read that tugs at the heart.

Despite what the radio says love shouldn’t hurt and it’s never ok to make a woman feel like dirt.

I worry about all those idiots that might think that’s what women are trying to find.

Every woman is amazing in their own way they are more beautiful than the most beautiful day.

Read and ponder!

Chris Van Ingen

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