<span style="color: #ffff00">"that doesnt mean she isnt nuts. you just keep bashing all my fantasies with reality... i cant learn to live in society because society makes me sick. i cant understand why fifty people heard that man being beaten for the thousanth time and did nothing, i bashed that bitch's head in and it made me feel good. i cant understand how they can listen to an animal being tortured and shrug it off, i stove that man's chest in, stepped in the crater when he fell and i watched the life fade from his eyes and it felt right. i cant see a mugging and scurry away, i cant know a woman is being raped and cover my ears... everything about the way the societies of this world treat eachother makes me want to go on a one woman crusade of carnage but i know that would only make me wrong in the end... eventually my judgment would falter or i would make a mistake... kill some husband because he is acting out a rape fantasy with his wife and i heard her scream... kill someone defending themselves because i mistake who the aggressor is... i cant go out there and play judge, jury and executioner, i know i cant do that but i would... eventually the cries would make me act and then its only a matter of time before i become a monster."</span>she shook her head and looked into Saerwynn's eyes.<span style="color: #ffff00">"no, your perfect. too cowardly to corrupt me, too beautiful for me to ignore and just brave enough to keep talking to me instead of cowing down and 'yes mistressing' me every time i speak."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>