🔞Dangerous German Language🔞
Der Penis 🍆
If „der Penis“ sounds even respectfully
Then “ der Pullermann” made me laugh 😂🤣
how do u think what is it?
No, it’s not a name ... 🧐
It’s ....Ta-da-dam... “DICK”
( if honest later it was explained to me - this word using for kid) So if ur german girl calls ur 🍆 “der Pullermann “ then , I think, she wasn’t impressed by ur size. ***
But german ppl don’t want stop...with funny names of primary sexual characters.
They have proverb “ Wie die Nase eines Mannes, so auch sein Johannes “
It means “ how big ur nose 👃🏼 same big ur dick”.
Understood whom they call Johannes 🍌?
But WHY Johannes??? Imagine situation:
- Hallo, ich heiße Johannes Pullermann
(My name is ...🍠)
So when u go in Germany be ready Johannes Pullermann It is NOT a name 😏
Let me tell you a story about self identity. I’ve struggled with this for years, not bc I didn’t know who I was, in the back of my mind I always knew. But to be confident about who you are can be hard. A couple years ago, I found something that helped me at the time. I transcended past identity& lived in this place of no ego where I didn’t really worry about my physical form. At the time, that worked for me. It healed me. Helped me find a sane place in my mind. Helped me love myself. That’s when “Mags” was born. But as the years go by, you change, become. I’m a Sagittarius, something which I always felt within me. I am fire. It is truly my element. I speak& breath fire, I walk & talk with a passion that can burn for days. I thought that I had to dwindle that fire so I wouldn’t consume others. But one day, I decided to walk in my fire. To live & love in my fire. That’s when I realized that I love to self express. As an artist, I want my body to speak what I feel on the inside. So I decorated the walls of my temple with reminders in art. I allowed myself to surrender to the being within me. Surrender to the artist that finds a creative outlet in every form possible. I covered my arms in tattoos and not scars. Sort of to show my body that beauty transcends from pain. I also decided to do something with my hair. Bc hair for me has always been a form of self expression. I chopped off all my hair once, so I could be free of society’s norm of a beautiful woman. It freed me. Got me in touch with my masculine side. But this time, I embraced my femininity with a twist. I dyed my hair the color of divinity, because that is what I feel. I’m still breaking society’s norms of beauty, but it makes me feel so alive to be myself. I have so much fun self expressing through fashion. Which, if you know me, you know I used to hate. But I’ve learned that to love yourself wholeheartedly, you have to love all your forms & now I wish I could look at the lil me & tell her not to worry. That her mom won’t hate her for being different. That “self love” is different for everybody bc we are all different. So moral of the story, be yourself WHATEVER that means to you! ✨🎨