I think now is close to the drunkest I've ever been. this took five minutes to write. To be honet I won't have enough brain to stop myself so I ma as well get lashed
Bawb, I can trace this wanting for abuse back to your childhood i see it all the time. See growing up you had two dads, whereas everyone else you knew had a dad and a mom. This put you in the 'outsider' catagory right off the bat. Some of your earliet memories were bad sounds coming from your parents bedroom. The crack of leather whips and chains echoed through the hall of your mobile home. One day when you braved the nerve to open the door to this room of horror. You opend the door and saw both of you your dads with their mustaches where they didn't belong. Since that moment in your life you have craved abuse, someone that could beat those memories out of your little head. - Dr Von ReefSideRider