And we’re back for another installment of Whore-oscopes. I apologize in advance for the state of my voice, I’m sick (story of my life, seriously) and sound a little stuffy.
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I’m linking Lipstick Prophesy as well, the older piece mentioned in this episode if you’d like to give it a read in case hearing me talk about infidelity left you curious about what I’ve said about it in the past.
Lipstick Prophesy
The women in my family are known for prophesy. Call it God, or the universe, the essence or the source— no matter the word it’s an undeniable truth that our matriarchs are given foresight. This, gift, as it’s often framed, is credited to God (the Southern Baptist one to be exact) and is something I largely felt for years had skipped me.
As always, stay thoughty and stay thotty. We’ll chat soon.
Nia Òla
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