I swore I wouldn't return here until my break was complete - I planned to take a two week Penis Enlargement hiatus and enjoy the good life while recovering from an injury (bleeding from the urethra, isn't painful.) Anyhow, what has happened so far has been nothing short of shocking.
I gave up the overzealous Penis Enlargement attack approach. I felt bad about looking at my "normal" size, as it never compared to my post Penis Enlargement size - therefore I always Penis Enlargemented to ensure maximum sizage throughout the day. After my injury, I had to step back and think about whether I was doing my psyche any good. I decided that during my break I would make a pact with my penis that we would be OK with eachother, no matter what size or shape or whatever. It was tough at first, hanging out with my non-Penis Enlargemented flaccid, I often poked fun and generally felt pretty down. But as the days went by, I readjusted my priorities. I dediced that my size is OK with me.
And my penis thanked me for it. He said to me, in so many words, "thank you sir, you have finally accepted me for who I am. Here's some of those gains you have been working so hard for." Yep, noticable, measurable gains in both flaccid and erect size.
My attitude towards Penis Enlargement has shifted from frantically attacking it in search of the best gains to accepting it, and any gains that happen are wonderful new bonuses. I thought I was on the verge of becoming a girth guru. What I found out is how much I was really missing out on. Life is a wonderful thing, I'd hate to waste it on my penis.
Now, you bitches, don't get me wrong. I'm not frolicking with the butterflies in Penis Enlargement-denial land. I'm still a hardass Girth Attach Soldier and I will make 6" EG before Cyclops...
I gave up the overzealous Penis Enlargement attack approach. I felt bad about looking at my "normal" size, as it never compared to my post Penis Enlargement size - therefore I always Penis Enlargemented to ensure maximum sizage throughout the day. After my injury, I had to step back and think about whether I was doing my psyche any good. I decided that during my break I would make a pact with my penis that we would be OK with eachother, no matter what size or shape or whatever. It was tough at first, hanging out with my non-Penis Enlargemented flaccid, I often poked fun and generally felt pretty down. But as the days went by, I readjusted my priorities. I dediced that my size is OK with me.
And my penis thanked me for it. He said to me, in so many words, "thank you sir, you have finally accepted me for who I am. Here's some of those gains you have been working so hard for." Yep, noticable, measurable gains in both flaccid and erect size.
My attitude towards Penis Enlargement has shifted from frantically attacking it in search of the best gains to accepting it, and any gains that happen are wonderful new bonuses. I thought I was on the verge of becoming a girth guru. What I found out is how much I was really missing out on. Life is a wonderful thing, I'd hate to waste it on my penis.
Now, you bitches, don't get me wrong. I'm not frolicking with the butterflies in Penis Enlargement-denial land. I'm still a hardass Girth Attach Soldier and I will make 6" EG before Cyclops...
