: Oh, the **** does n’t move anymore

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Constipation of inspiration is always unexpected ...
Today, I came home from my hometown, and I encountered a huge traffic jam on the road. My mentality exploded.
Then he didn't eat, tried to smooth out the next brother Lang, and then went back to write Victor with all his strength.
Only 1,000 words are written now, and I planned to write a chapter in another hour. But the problem is, there is the determination of the liver, but the brain is empty ... Can't write, mental constipation.
Although it was painful just to ask for leave and then ask, but I really ca n’t write today, it ’s so uncomfortable. Forgive me, I need to rest.
The dog's brain was shaken by the car, clutch, throttle, brake, clutch throttle brake, one step at a time ... can't you let Victor wear women too?
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It ’s not going to end badly. I have a complete outline. How can I write the final result slowly? At most, the speed is slower, and there should be no less writing.
Do n’t be alarmist, okay? Today's condition is really bad ... Lan Shou.