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being a chick

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Women have the raw end of the stick.  Periods. Childbirth.  The pressure from EVERYONE telling us what we have to look like and who we should aspire to be like.  Don’t even make me mention shaving (rolls eyes). Hey, congrats you’re not pregnant again this month!  Now blood is going to flow from you like Niagara fucking Falls.  And if the constant bloody river coming out of your lady bits isn’t bad enough, TAMPONS AND PADS ARE SO EXPENSIVE.  I didn’t ask for this?!?!?! I mean, yay, I’m not bearing a child (which is cause for celebration) but buying feminine…

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Bucket list

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I’m really struggling with what I want to write about this month so here’s my bucket list instead:   Skydive (cliché, I know. Also, I’m terrified of heights but oh well.) Meet Johnny Depp (do I even have to justify this???) Adopt a child Live on the beach (hurricanes, scary. But it’s the beach. Sunshine.) Live in the mountains (literally in the mountains. Preferably a secluded shack.) Hitchhike across the country (no, mom, I’m not actually going to get into a strangers car, but it sounds like a cool adventure…..) Noodling (aka hillbilly-hand-fishing. 100% redneck but 150% badass.  Look it…

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You are….

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Words of encouragement to get you through this week:   You are smart!!! You are beautiful!!! You are a rock star!!!!! You are intelligent!!! You are hilarious!!! You are kind!! You are loving!!!! Your body looks BANGIN’!!!!!!! You have awesome ideas!!! You DON’T need to shave your legs!! That greasy hair can wait until tomorrow!!! You are strong!!! You are a total badass!!!! You are courageous!!! You are successful!!   You are a BOSS ASS BITCH, girl. Keep kicking ass.   Love, frickachick17

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I have some tattoos but I want to get more.  Allllllll over my body.  But I’m also scared of what people will think of me.  Why are tattoos viewed at as a sign of lack of intelligence and unprofessional? Obviously some people get graphic tattoos, such as a naked woman or inappropriate words/phrases.  I completely understand why people look down upon those kinds of tats.  But if I wanted to get an ~inspirational~ saying on my arm, who the heck are you to think that I’m less of a professional than you?? Someone once made the comment to me that…

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I love dogs. I would own 58 if I could. I found this story that I love, and thought I would share with you all:   I Rescued a Human Today. Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn’t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been…

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I am the Queen

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I am the Queen…. Of queefing, that is. A queef is simply trapped air in your vagina coming back out.  Or as I call it: awkward. The other night, I was straddling my boyfriend after sex and I moved just the right way and phhhttttttttttt.  I queefed right there.  On his stomach.  I was MORTIFIED.  He was totally cool about it, he gets that it’s uncontrollable, BUT STILL.  I vagina-farted ON HIM.  I’m blushing while typing this, I just can’t get over it. Fellow Chix, help me out!  It happens after each time we have sex, no matter the position.…

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Dear Mom

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Dear Mom,   You are my hero.  You have shaped me into the woman I am today and I just want to thank you. You’re awesome, mom.  You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met and probably will ever meet.  You have been there for the best times and the shitty times, loving me through it all.  You taught me right from wrong, good from bad.  You are the light of my life. I want to be just like you, mom.  I’ll be content if I become half the mother that you are.  I want to raise my children…

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Body Hair: Society’s Worst Nightmare

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I shave my legs, vulva, armpits, stomach, and sometimes my toe hair.  All because society tells me body hair is undesirable.  Commercials on TV, ads in magazines, even my friends tell me to shave.  Who started this hairless body movement and why the hell did they do it? I started shaving my legs and pits at a young age, then my stomach, followed by my vulva, and eventually my toes.  It’s such a hassle and I wonder why I do it?  I can only find one answer to that question: to fit in.  But I can also find a million…

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