Nobody born with a pen on their hands but flesh and blood. Nor a philosophy skills, or some kind of magic. Some are just a pretty face, liars ...performing a desperate time for heretage, as if they were godess. For those are the ones who get sick with a desease called --no friendship-- thats the price of fame my friend to be popularsor an art. Its an act of courage. Please allow me to be such a fool, not to much, only a minute. Wont take too long, boy-scout word, with my cross finger over my heart.
Tienes que tener ganas pues saber escrebir no eres tarea de los sabios, mas de tontos. que pierden su tiempo para que otros aprendan, escribir es tarea de borrico.