Is this a palm? I don't know... maybe. It didn't sound like one, nor it felt one... it kinda looked like one, it just stood there.... Still. I don't know, I don't care. Lets say its a tree, something organic made it which probably has a soul... It has a light, right? There are plenty and more people out there with a soul, yet no light.
Enough about the trees.
Steemit, you are my new tree. I love it... Why? What do you mean why??? Steemit!!! YOUR NAME!! ITs ... delicious and I feel awkward to say so, but I can be a perv.. kinky stuff. Its why I liked Twitter, at first... then I went in and I didn't feel anything. Lightless.... get it? Yeah, whore.
Steemit don't get too excited, you are a whore too... but you have a price and its fair and I don't mind paying for class, even if its just another whore... maybe I am? We are! But not for money, no no no no... I mean yes! On the other hand money is not on our mind. Never has, maybe thats why we don't have aaajajajaja..
So Steemit, lets get rid of Twitter... well, we can keep that little bird around and turn you into a big bird. I like that, I enjoy the idea of freely writing and not giving a, keysmash about it all.
My name is Gabriel Maruga... and this is just a draft.
Gabo
Look a tree!
