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I named her. It made her real. Something I could identify. Something I could attempt to control. I call her my midnight friend. She is a lot more than that. She is my defender. She is my goddess. She lives inside of me. A part of me, but still completely separate. I am still working on figuring out what that means. I know she is stronger than me, fiercer, too. She has a short temper and a high *** drive. I keep her on a leash. She doesn't like it, but she understands. She is my life warrior. She keeps me going. Without her I would crumble... She is happy to have a name now. We get along better this way.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
Willow.
I named her. It made her real. Something I could identify. Something I could attempt to control. I call her my midnight friend. She is a lot more than that. She is my defender. She is my goddess. She lives inside of me. A part of me, but still completely separate. I am still working on figuring out what that means. I know she is stronger than me, fiercer, too. She has a short temper and a high *** drive. I keep her on a leash. She doesn't like it, but she understands. She is my life warrior. She keeps me going. Without her I would crumble... She is happy to have a name now. We get along better this way.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
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