I have wanted to write, but not that. Could tell a good story with a happy ending. I could rant and nefarious world apocalyptic. Could simply describe a feeling, an emotion, an experience ... not, perhaps too personal. Every day we are bombarded with warnings about the network and its contents. Do not put anything personal, anything that identifies you, nothing I can do to see your current situation ... but if we do not use this medium to express ourselves, so we want it? ... to light, I forgot that if you put in google the word sex will leave at least 1,000,000,000 pages, this is useful if ...
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Finally, look at the world with resignation because I really do not know what to put face. The weather will not write, I have my vocabulary a bit rusty, but I can not pick a theme. And little by little without realizing we are making an entry of nowhere ... a reflection absurd that anyone can occur while we are sitting in the battery cup (does not take long to reach this conclusion, although there are those who take up the laptop not to lose the thread of any conversation ... not the case that something important is lost) filled these lines without blushing. I'm not inspired, but I wanted to write.
PD: a palindrome entry ... I'm sorry, this time no final moral ... not today ...
