Angustia

[alfonsolizaraso]

Me invade el desespero. Mis amigos me traicionan. No se si el que escribe soy yo o un alter ego escondido que nace en los momentos de angustia. No sabría que decir si alguién me preguntara quien soy. Sé sin embargo, que ésta botella al mar que lanzo hoy es el primer paso que debo dar para encontrar mi identidad, para que cese este flujo de

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[anonymous]

You don´t know what r you talking about, you'd have to be in Cuba to see how is that crap.

what the F***?

[anonymous]

You are missing the point completely. Obviously alfonsolizaraso is being really subtle about his (her?) point. I can imagine your imperialistic smile while writing your comment though. Eat your hot dog, fry your burger and drink your Coca-Cola but do it silently, we (i'm sure alfonsolizaraso agrees) don't want your shortsightness around.

America: tu apestas.

[alfonsolizaraso]

I still don't understand why you hide your identity. You that seem so well defended by your system, for you that the meaning of the word fatherland is exactly that. You Blind! Little! Uncover your eyes look the world? Will you find beauty in your horrible factory world? Does the barbie that you so desperate want to fuck explains you the power of a woman? Do you feel something? Do you realize that tv is not the truth? Do you feel inteliigent because you watch Discovery channel, mother of all scientific truths? I feel sadness for you. I fell horrible. Please awake! Emancipate yourself from mental slavery.