Goddess Macy's BO Bitch
9,165 82%
3 years ago
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Comments
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If I played a game with her, and I won, and I got to tell her what to do, I would not know what to do. I would tell her to tell me what to do, or I would tell her to tell me what she wants me to tell her to do, or I would tell her that I am giving up and that she has won the game because I am giving up, or I would just kneel in front of her and wait for her to tell me what to do, or I would ask her what she expects. I would ask her what the correct course of action is. I would beg for her guidance. I would feel uncomfortable even pretending that I have the right to tell her what to do. She is a goddess. I have no right to tell her what to do. I would just have to hope that she wins. I would have to hope that she cheats at the game. She should be the one telling me what to do. That is the way that things should be. Girls in charge. Boys on their knees. That is the way that the world should be.
