I have a friend. i am torn with this friend. As i love having him around, there are times when i just dont want to see him. my friend can do so much for me, bring me happiness and pain at the same time. i am learning to love my friend in a strange way. As he can hurt me at times, he also brings me so much happiness in his wake that i must be kinder to him and learn to love him for the good and the bad. my Master teaches me so much, He has opened my mind to so many things. He has taught me to love all friends. Sometimes i need to be tied to our bed and pushed to focus on my love at times. It works for me. My friend is a large wooden spoon. And today my inner thighs are welted and bruised. And i love my friend. "Woody". |