A happy owned dog

Voting and the ability to vote has been a very big deal for me. People have literally died for me to have the right to vote. Not voting feels disrespectful to those people who put everything on the line for me to have the right to go to the polls without fear.

But since I’ve adopted this new (really old) way of thinking, my feelings on voting have changed. A lot. I used to be proud to vote, to allow my voice to be heard, to have opinions on things like how the country should be run. I would wear my sticker with pride all day. I would push my friends and coworkers to vote. I wouldn’t go so far as to call myself a feminist but I believed girls had a voice that was equal to that of a man’s.

But now I’m conflicted. Deeply conflicted. I still believe voting is important and one of the best things citizens can do however, I’m not sure if I’m entitled to that right anymore. I’m a girl and as such, I am inferior. And that’s ok. But people died to give this inferior girl a voice. Maybe they were foolhardy in doing so. They certainly had had good intentions I’m sure but I don’t think girls should be allowed to vote.

I did what a girl is supposed to do when confused and looking for answers, I asked my man what he thinks. He also doesn’t think that girls should have the right to vote. He told me he’d prefer it if I didn’t vote but he also believes that voting is important. He told me to vote how he tells me to vote.

Finally some good fucking art.

Sorry I’ve been so inactive, I suck I know :)))

you know this is the truth, cunts.

That without a Man directing you, using you, cumming in you, that you serve no purpose. you are empty, aimless, useless.

So learn to follow simple directions. Reblog this post, and say “i am just a cunt, please use my holes and give me purpose” so that O/others may see what you are.