Sometimes I imagine living a beautiful and very normal life with my future wife where we have adopted cats and have our own house and everything’s just perfect except she has this barely disguised pain addiction so I get to hurt her and look after her wounds to make sure they’re healing well and she always mysteriously has her arms and legs covered in bandages and bruises but the neighbors obviously wouldn’t think of me abusing her since they always notice me being so incredibly sweet to her & her looking so love drunk whenever they see us together











