I read for fun.
Which means that what I read must entertain me.
I read a tremendous volume of material in any given day.
I'm certain that if I did not have the Internet I'd go through a novel in an afternoon.
I don't6 know why I read so much. Must of what I read can be safely termed as useless.
Some of it is downright scaring. Sometimes there are things that you don't need to know.
Somethings are like two girls and a cup. But in sentence form.
The most disturbing things that I've read are that way because I believe that they are true.
If I thought that they were fake I would dismiss them.
The next time I'm given a link to a chapter of a book that was cut because it was too much to put into a book on murders and rapists I'll stay away. Some times ignorance is bliss.
Many times ignorance is bliss.
But I still read can still consume the Harry Potter series in a week without it crippling my productivity.
But now I have information that I don't want to face burned in behind my eyes.
It is no wonder why I drink.
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