My secret life. (slightly long) ----- (old topic as well)
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Huh.... I read manga during free periods or lunch periods or w/e back then in high school didnt hide it, or bother anyone about it.
But hentai, ya I wont mention it because it really isnt topic to talk about because its about sex and talking about sex in public is usually not socially proper behavior. But I do know a few people irl that likes hentai.
But hentai, ya I wont mention it because it really isnt topic to talk about because its about sex and talking about sex in public is usually not socially proper behavior. But I do know a few people irl that likes hentai.
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ragakitty wrote...
(( NOTICE! Honestly, didn't read through this thread to save meh, most apologies
-mine love. Did, indeed, read the first post. Thus, mine response. ))
Never really understood the means of a closet computer love. Mean, never really was much of a social person when Eshi was younger... Through-out grade school was enabled to fuck with people's head et make them think that was very good person... on some level. Twas axially really nuh a nice, et very unstable person in grade school. When hit High School was nice little outspoken place where found myself, over time, hidden from others to observe non more. Didn't really want to hurt anyone, et felt if made myself known that may get the urge of fucking with someone's simple emotions. Although, the difference from grade school et high school was that Eshi wasn't moving around anymore.. sew, couldn't run away from them when they figured that little manipulation out (born into airforce military household, where we moved between the school year within that year et/or two years... always. until, after my mother divorced my step father et left the military before being deported to war, literally... that's the long story short) --
Anyways! When was in High School never really was "Normal" et non one ever thought it either. Everyone never really noticed meh. Which, for meh at least, felt nice to not beh noticed surrounded by a school. Gave meh time to work on school et get things that was importance complete. While people talked when the bell rang for class, waited until it rang et walked like a ghost through them -the first in class, under a minute.
Will admit mine life for the longest time was just the internet. Axially, admit, meet most mine good friends online -when include mine fiancè. Which, never thought it would become as serious as ish now. Le Sighs, notice the porblems having. Hah! (always gave myself the notice to know, aswell others, that anything online ish far from being truth -or atleast there ish a limit, even forums.)
Anyways! Mine point ish.. that Internet, for the longest time (admit never really changed since age of eight, more serious activity started at twelve), even now has been mine own little Private Life.. only because was little Outcast most mine life in real life. Only basis of genre giving meh grief ish the little bastards that noticed meh occasional through grade school et high school that had this obsessive nature. Le Sighs! Even, mine beloved ish most obsessed with meh, gives meh a wonder in what they see in this little tormentor, whom loves evermost, buh can give sew much grief of the wishful curse in them all along. Le Sighs!
Feelings ish, atleast online can't ruin anyone's life. Mean, non going to admit the occasional search for someone then fuck with their head just for the joy of it all, buh that's another story. I've always felt that Online atleast have mine own personal surrounding.. never really had a perfect or social life outside of mine own surrounding.
Sounds sad? Non really, have friends who I admit mine wrongs in this world, love them to death.. always have said that those put in Eshi heart will never beh torn from mine wretch means. Don't feel nice/good person, buh they say differently. Can beh really mean, buh that usually consist when really manic/unstable et over the years you tend to find function in this world... Sew, non you won't hear anything about meh taring into someone's flesh for the pleasure of the feeling of their blood or something weird et horrific.. Non murder, et non that mean/manipulating of a person, as Eshi twas years back...
Donna, guess those that have different outlook on life, aswell their level of understanding, seem to beh drawn to such a method of life/reality. Buh, can't say that don't co-exist in life, have more outside of High School than in grade/high school, you know? Atleast Eshi co-exist rather than linger in the shadows, right? Still, the little weird girl that while she has to beh up for work in a few hours ish wandering the dark streets out of sanity in the mist of the midnight/morning. Tehehehe, buh just have mine own kinks in life.
Non Normal in the reality most people are sociable. Buh, here I can beh "Eshi" et/or various alias have over time, et still use for roleplay, forums, various other sites. Still find it curious that you hide yourself from the social world, should I say you hide your interactions online from the social world. For meh, for those I trust, they know -include of family in the quiver of the fumble open thrive of mine being Ecchi Girly Online (yesh, mine mother et brother, aswell friends/lovers knows of mine porn freak genre) Everyone that trust of Eshi, knows of mine various activity online et gaming.. Ish non secret because part of Eshi. Why Hide it?
-mine love. Did, indeed, read the first post. Thus, mine response. ))
Never really understood the means of a closet computer love. Mean, never really was much of a social person when Eshi was younger... Through-out grade school was enabled to fuck with people's head et make them think that was very good person... on some level. Twas axially really nuh a nice, et very unstable person in grade school. When hit High School was nice little outspoken place where found myself, over time, hidden from others to observe non more. Didn't really want to hurt anyone, et felt if made myself known that may get the urge of fucking with someone's simple emotions. Although, the difference from grade school et high school was that Eshi wasn't moving around anymore.. sew, couldn't run away from them when they figured that little manipulation out (born into airforce military household, where we moved between the school year within that year et/or two years... always. until, after my mother divorced my step father et left the military before being deported to war, literally... that's the long story short) --
Anyways! When was in High School never really was "Normal" et non one ever thought it either. Everyone never really noticed meh. Which, for meh at least, felt nice to not beh noticed surrounded by a school. Gave meh time to work on school et get things that was importance complete. While people talked when the bell rang for class, waited until it rang et walked like a ghost through them -the first in class, under a minute.
Will admit mine life for the longest time was just the internet. Axially, admit, meet most mine good friends online -when include mine fiancè. Which, never thought it would become as serious as ish now. Le Sighs, notice the porblems having. Hah! (always gave myself the notice to know, aswell others, that anything online ish far from being truth -or atleast there ish a limit, even forums.)
Anyways! Mine point ish.. that Internet, for the longest time (admit never really changed since age of eight, more serious activity started at twelve), even now has been mine own little Private Life.. only because was little Outcast most mine life in real life. Only basis of genre giving meh grief ish the little bastards that noticed meh occasional through grade school et high school that had this obsessive nature. Le Sighs! Even, mine beloved ish most obsessed with meh, gives meh a wonder in what they see in this little tormentor, whom loves evermost, buh can give sew much grief of the wishful curse in them all along. Le Sighs!
Feelings ish, atleast online can't ruin anyone's life. Mean, non going to admit the occasional search for someone then fuck with their head just for the joy of it all, buh that's another story. I've always felt that Online atleast have mine own personal surrounding.. never really had a perfect or social life outside of mine own surrounding.
Sounds sad? Non really, have friends who I admit mine wrongs in this world, love them to death.. always have said that those put in Eshi heart will never beh torn from mine wretch means. Don't feel nice/good person, buh they say differently. Can beh really mean, buh that usually consist when really manic/unstable et over the years you tend to find function in this world... Sew, non you won't hear anything about meh taring into someone's flesh for the pleasure of the feeling of their blood or something weird et horrific.. Non murder, et non that mean/manipulating of a person, as Eshi twas years back...
Donna, guess those that have different outlook on life, aswell their level of understanding, seem to beh drawn to such a method of life/reality. Buh, can't say that don't co-exist in life, have more outside of High School than in grade/high school, you know? Atleast Eshi co-exist rather than linger in the shadows, right? Still, the little weird girl that while she has to beh up for work in a few hours ish wandering the dark streets out of sanity in the mist of the midnight/morning. Tehehehe, buh just have mine own kinks in life.
Non Normal in the reality most people are sociable. Buh, here I can beh "Eshi" et/or various alias have over time, et still use for roleplay, forums, various other sites. Still find it curious that you hide yourself from the social world, should I say you hide your interactions online from the social world. For meh, for those I trust, they know -include of family in the quiver of the fumble open thrive of mine being Ecchi Girly Online (yesh, mine mother et brother, aswell friends/lovers knows of mine porn freak genre) Everyone that trust of Eshi, knows of mine various activity online et gaming.. Ish non secret because part of Eshi. Why Hide it?
One of the happy miracles the internet has produced! And to think that ragakitty would have never met her fiance if there was no internet.
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One stupid thing that I did in high school to show my anime fandom I wore a pokeball key chain on the side of my pants. The only people who thought they should make fun of me we're the Death Metal kids. Only thing I could say was "Yeah I'm a nerd but at least I don't wear a butt flap and cock strangling pants." My dad has even made fun of me and he calls it Animatron.
I'm just lucky that my freshman year was the first year our school had an Otaku club. Our club leader was one of the scariest guys you've ever seen. He wore a long black trench coat and steel tipped cowboy boots. You'd be dumbfounded at some of the people who like Anime. I've made friends who like anime who we're nerds to the Prom king. I guess you Waar are one of those people I'd be surprised to find out was an Otaku like me.
I'm just lucky that my freshman year was the first year our school had an Otaku club. Our club leader was one of the scariest guys you've ever seen. He wore a long black trench coat and steel tipped cowboy boots. You'd be dumbfounded at some of the people who like Anime. I've made friends who like anime who we're nerds to the Prom king. I guess you Waar are one of those people I'd be surprised to find out was an Otaku like me.
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Aion Crux
Banned
i dont know if i must call this a secret or what..
since my Mom remarried for the 3rd time,my mental become unstable. then one day,i cant take this reality anymore. i dont want to live with unknown person who i must called him "Father". i run away from home,and living in street for 2 weeks. believing that i dont have money in my ATM,i joined a group of Punk Street.
altough we must eat trash,and drink dirty water,but i'm glad that i can survive without money nor my parents. one week later,i see that my Punk Friends addicted to Drugs. they forced me to use it too,but i'm refused. because of that,they abandoned me.
not long before that happens,a group from another Punk Group pick a fight with my Punk Friends. altough they have abandoned me,but i must save my friends. i go into the fight. we lose.. fortunately,my friends have escaped,but i got captured in the result.
they tortured me. breaking my right leg,and torturing my left hand with Hot Iron Stick. leaving 65 holes in my left hand. the scar still remains even now. they decided to kill me after that. but my friends comes with police and arrest that Group of Punk.
my parents know i've invovled in Street Fight. they go into the location and bring me to hospital. i dont have any choice,but to live in painful reality. now i'm 19 years old. i go to college,and live with my own as part time worker. i live alone,far away from my parents. i'm trying to forget my past by living in Cyber-World.
that's why i got addicted to hentai. altough there's a girl who likes me,but i refuse. for me,this is my world. a fantasy world. i'll live in front of this monitor,forever.
since my Mom remarried for the 3rd time,my mental become unstable. then one day,i cant take this reality anymore. i dont want to live with unknown person who i must called him "Father". i run away from home,and living in street for 2 weeks. believing that i dont have money in my ATM,i joined a group of Punk Street.
altough we must eat trash,and drink dirty water,but i'm glad that i can survive without money nor my parents. one week later,i see that my Punk Friends addicted to Drugs. they forced me to use it too,but i'm refused. because of that,they abandoned me.
not long before that happens,a group from another Punk Group pick a fight with my Punk Friends. altough they have abandoned me,but i must save my friends. i go into the fight. we lose.. fortunately,my friends have escaped,but i got captured in the result.
they tortured me. breaking my right leg,and torturing my left hand with Hot Iron Stick. leaving 65 holes in my left hand. the scar still remains even now. they decided to kill me after that. but my friends comes with police and arrest that Group of Punk.
my parents know i've invovled in Street Fight. they go into the location and bring me to hospital. i dont have any choice,but to live in painful reality. now i'm 19 years old. i go to college,and live with my own as part time worker. i live alone,far away from my parents. i'm trying to forget my past by living in Cyber-World.
that's why i got addicted to hentai. altough there's a girl who likes me,but i refuse. for me,this is my world. a fantasy world. i'll live in front of this monitor,forever.
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That's some deep stuff right there. That just shows I have no room to complain about my life. That's pretty cool that you'd share something like that to us Fakkers. Actually not you didn't share to us Fakkers you shared it to us your Fakku-family.
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Waar
FAKKU Moderator
E.X.A.M wrote...
i dont know if i must call this a secret or what..since my Mom remarried for the 3rd time,my mental become unstable. then one day,i cant take this reality anymore. i dont want to live with unknown person who i must called him "Father". i run away from home,and living in street for 2 weeks. believing that i dont have money in my ATM,i joined a group of Punk Street.
altough we must eat trash,and drink dirty water,but i'm glad that i can survive without money nor my parents. one week later,i see that my Punk Friends addicted to Drugs. they forced me to use it too,but i'm refused. because of that,they abandoned me.
not long before that happens,a group from another Punk Group pick a fight with my Punk Friends. altough they have abandoned me,but i must save my friends. i go into the fight. we lose.. fortunately,my friends have escaped,but i got captured in the result.
they tortured me. breaking my right leg,and torturing my left hand with Hot Iron Stick. leaving 65 holes in my left hand. the scar still remains even now. they decided to kill me after that. but my friends comes with police and arrest that Group of Punk.
my parents know i've invovled in Street Fight. they go into the location and bring me to hospital. i dont have any choice,but to live in painful reality. now i'm 19 years old. i got college,and live with my own as part time worker. i live alone,far away from my parents. i'm trying to forget my past by living in Cyber-World.
that's why i got addicted to hentai. altough there's a girl who likes me,but i refuse. for me,this is my world. a fantasy world. i'll live in front of this monitor,forever.
pretty intense; if what you're saying is true then you have live through a lot; you have my respect.
Yeah man, I probably would shock the shit out of anyone I told about my hobbies... 97% of my friends would have no idea what hentai was unless they did some research... But I do enjoy the benefits of being what some would consider "popular", although those benefits has decreased since I graduated from HS; they still extend into club/uni life today.
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E.X.A.M wrote...
i dont know if i must call this a secret or what..since my Mom remarried for the 3rd time,my mental become unstable. then one day,i cant take this reality anymore. i dont want to live with unknown person who i must called him "Father". i run away from home,and living in street for 2 weeks. believing that i dont have money in my ATM,i joined a group of Punk Street.
altough we must eat trash,and drink dirty water,but i'm glad that i can survive without money nor my parents. one week later,i see that my Punk Friends addicted to Drugs. they forced me to use it too,but i'm refused. because of that,they abandoned me.
not long before that happens,a group from another Punk Group pick a fight with my Punk Friends. altough they have abandoned me,but i must save my friends. i go into the fight. we lose.. fortunately,my friends have escaped,but i got captured in the result.
they tortured me. breaking my right leg,and torturing my left hand with Hot Iron Stick. leaving 65 holes in my left hand. the scar still remains even now. they decided to kill me after that. but my friends comes with police and arrest that Group of Punk.
my parents know i've invovled in Street Fight. they go into the location and bring me to hospital. i dont have any choice,but to live in painful reality. now i'm 19 years old. i go to college,and live with my own as part time worker. i live alone,far away from my parents. i'm trying to forget my past by living in Cyber-World.
that's why i got addicted to hentai. altough there's a girl who likes me,but i refuse. for me,this is my world. a fantasy world. i'll live in front of this monitor,forever.
just one question, are u SERIOUS?
cause if u're, then i admire ur courage and will to live on under such um... extreme circumstances and understand ur love for fantasies and hentai.
but if u aren't, just one thing, it's not funny
the toughest i've gone through is getting kicked out of the house three times during winter since i lied to my mom goin to internet cafe to play games. i actually stole my teacher's purse went to "jail"(sorta like a juvenile or detention hall or somethin) for a day and got beat up pretty bad in there and that's about it, still getting holes punch on your body and tortured with a hot iron stick is pretty cruel some, don't even wanna imagine wat that felt like
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Aion Crux
Banned
sorry if the picture isnt clear. i get this with my Phone Camera.
my left hand (3 years ago)
the scar (now)
i memorize this painful past. it's for me to know,that living and surviving in Real world is hard.
my left hand (3 years ago)
Spoiler:
the scar (now)
Spoiler:
i memorize this painful past. it's for me to know,that living and surviving in Real world is hard.
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HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)
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Omfg your first post, is almost the same exact copy of me. Its almost creepy.
My coaches invited me to Tourin in the 2006 winter Olympics because they taught i was going to go in the 2010's. They learned i was a pretty hardcore gamer / nerd computer guy during that time. They we're like insulted and they wanted me to stop it all cause it was ''bringing trouble to my training''. Yeah well, they can go fuck themself <.<
My coaches invited me to Tourin in the 2006 winter Olympics because they taught i was going to go in the 2010's. They learned i was a pretty hardcore gamer / nerd computer guy during that time. They we're like insulted and they wanted me to stop it all cause it was ''bringing trouble to my training''. Yeah well, they can go fuck themself <.<
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Aion Crux
Banned
Nate River wrote...
HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)i want to,but i cant.. they already got their punishment in jail.
i just take those painful past. that scar already mark in my memories.
yes.. altough it doesnt hurt anymore,but sometimes my left hand feels numb. my right leg also feel the same,even there's no scar or any marks left.
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E.X.A.M wrote...
Nate River wrote...
HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)i want to,but i cant.. they already got their punishment in jail.
i just take those painful past. that scar already mark in my memories.
yes.. altough it doesnt hurt anymore,but sometimes my left hand feels numb. my right leg also feel the same,even there's no scar or any marks left.
For heaven's sake, they got what they deserved.
and u, my friend, i hope u'll lead a good life later on, u got my support(well, at least the mental support, the suggestion is what counts, right?)
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Aion Crux
Banned
Nate River wrote...
E.X.A.M wrote...
Nate River wrote...
HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)i want to,but i cant.. they already got their punishment in jail.
i just take those painful past. that scar already mark in my memories.
yes.. altough it doesnt hurt anymore,but sometimes my left hand feels numb. my right leg also feel the same,even there's no scar or any marks left.
For heaven's sake, they got what they deserved.
and u, my friend, i hope u'll lead a good life later on, u got my support(well, at least the mental support, the suggestion is what counts, right?)
thank you. to tell you the truth,i dont know what i want to be in the future.
i dont have any dreams,nor goal in the future. all of it already vanished,along with my past. no happiness left. only a way to stay alive.
now,i'm just trying to live with my own. altough i'll be forever lonely with this kind of life,but i wont regret,and i never regret. this is my world.. the monitor in front of me..
my Mom has born a child from my 3rd father. i guess they'll be alright. i dont have to think about them.
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E.X.A.M wrote...
Nate River wrote...
E.X.A.M wrote...
Nate River wrote...
HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)i want to,but i cant.. they already got their punishment in jail.
i just take those painful past. that scar already mark in my memories.
yes.. altough it doesnt hurt anymore,but sometimes my left hand feels numb. my right leg also feel the same,even there's no scar or any marks left.
For heaven's sake, they got what they deserved.
and u, my friend, i hope u'll lead a good life later on, u got my support(well, at least the mental support, the suggestion is what counts, right?)
thank you. to tell you the truth,i dont know what i want to be in the future.
i dont have any dreams,nor goal in the future. all of it already vanished,along with my past. no happiness left. only a way to stay alive.
now,i'm just trying to live with my own. altough i'll be forever lonely with this kind of life,but i wont regret,and i never regret. this is my world.. the monitor in front of me..
my Mom has born a child from my 3rd father. i guess they'll be alright. i dont have to think about them.
come on, lighten up(i guess it's kinda hard due to ur special circumstances), it's not that i don't wanna help, it's that i dunno how to, i doubt u'll need it anyways, u're a strong man bro, going through all that, I'm not a really MR.NICE GUY person try to fake my friendship, but i do believe u'll be alright(as long as there is a tomorrow, there is hope, i know it sounds fishy, but my teacher told me positive motivation helps)
look at the bright side, u've got your fakku family now, and we all support u to do things that are legal. i think that we're all touched by your courage to share ur story with us, so here is a little song i wrote(i'm lying, but it's a good song), hope it helps
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Waar
FAKKU Moderator
Yo that's fucked up, I think i'm starting to understand some of your past history, not that it makes it ok but I might understand it better now.
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Nate River wrote...
HOLY SHIT, ok, i do believe my eyes, and BTW, does that still hurt(i hope not), WOW, i still can't believe, y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERS(perhaps u didn't like the concept of perpetuated violence and revenge)revenge is NEVER the answer and it only begets more revenge. it doesnt represent equality of the involved in any way and should never be considered unless implicated in humorous ways like between a friend or some shit. its not the way, ever.
i cant relate let alone understand what youve gone through e.x.a.m. what they did abandoned any humility they still had living on the streets and i can only give theyre circumstances as an excuse for that kind of behaviour. that and your family relations in tandem add up to nothing ive ever heard before, and i offer my deepest condolences and respects.
the only thing i could reccomend is to try being optomistic in life. your fakku family is always here to support you and youve made something of yourself that anyone can respect, an independant person whos self reliant and caring. you didnt let the reprecutions of helping your friends who abandoned you might i add, over power your morals. even if it was beyond comprehension thats someone i would have in my corner any day, your a fantastic person and more people should get to know you outside of this box. youve had a soul hardening life and i would like nothing more for you to enjoy what you barely kept.
"Man needs a little madness, or else he dare not cut the rope and be free."
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(>'.')>¿;= wrote...
Nate River wrote...
y didn't u go back and murder those punk MFUCKERSrevenge is NEVER the answer and it only begets more revenge.
Agreed. However sweet revenge can be, it's never a proper response. Revenge works in a circle, whereas other solutions have a probable ending.
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Aion Crux
Banned
i wonder if the same thing happens to you,what did you do?
after your right leg gets broken by a Steel Block,and your left hand gets tortured with Hot Iron Stick,leaving 65 wounds that every night you can smell blood from it. what are you going to do?
since that happens,my left arm sometimes feel numb,and my right leg sometimes hurt,and i even collapse when running.
this arm,this leg,this body,all i have was broken by that accident. my mental also disrupted by painful memories.
what left only a little life. only this soul,whose remains in my broken body..
to tell you the truth,i'm not a brave person..
when my friends abandoned me,i'm afraid. i cant help myself. i cant fetch a food from trash box by myself. i need someone,or a companion that helps me.
when the other Punk Group pick a fight with my friend,i only have 2 choices.
1. leave them,wandering alone in the street,and died because starving
or
2. help them. in hope that i can join back to my group.
i braved myself to do the 2nd choice,but i'm afraid.. i cant run,that's why i forced myself to fight for my friends.
and this is the result. my mental already broken,and now my body gets broken too.
i'm just a living junk. finding another life in front of this monitor.
i dont care if i dont have any girlfriend nor hoping that someday,there's a girl who love me.
that's weird,how come a girl fall in love with a guy whose mentally and physically broken?
after your right leg gets broken by a Steel Block,and your left hand gets tortured with Hot Iron Stick,leaving 65 wounds that every night you can smell blood from it. what are you going to do?
since that happens,my left arm sometimes feel numb,and my right leg sometimes hurt,and i even collapse when running.
this arm,this leg,this body,all i have was broken by that accident. my mental also disrupted by painful memories.
what left only a little life. only this soul,whose remains in my broken body..
to tell you the truth,i'm not a brave person..
when my friends abandoned me,i'm afraid. i cant help myself. i cant fetch a food from trash box by myself. i need someone,or a companion that helps me.
when the other Punk Group pick a fight with my friend,i only have 2 choices.
1. leave them,wandering alone in the street,and died because starving
or
2. help them. in hope that i can join back to my group.
i braved myself to do the 2nd choice,but i'm afraid.. i cant run,that's why i forced myself to fight for my friends.
and this is the result. my mental already broken,and now my body gets broken too.
i'm just a living junk. finding another life in front of this monitor.
i dont care if i dont have any girlfriend nor hoping that someday,there's a girl who love me.
that's weird,how come a girl fall in love with a guy whose mentally and physically broken?
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E.X.A.M wrote...
that's weird,how come a girl fall in love with a guy whose mentally and physically broken?Because she truly loves you. She doesn't care what kind of trouble you've been in or are in. She loves you and wants to take care of you.
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Noutakun wrote...
E.X.A.M wrote...
that's weird,how come a girl fall in love with a guy whose mentally and physically broken?Because she truly loves your penis. She doesn't care what kind of trouble you've been in or are in. She loves your penis and wants to take care of your penis.
Fixed out of 8am boredom.