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Elena's Book of Thoughts
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Ongoing, First published Oct 04, 2017
I've been writing this book for about a year now. It started off as a way for me to hold onto or save pieces of writing or journalisms I had created that I didn't trust on paper and wanted to keep with me. It quickly turned into a way for me to rant, or spill. At this point in my life, it has become a way to express my feelings with people I don't have to worry about judging me. And I also do this as a map. To see where I am, but more importantly where I have come from. I can share my life story. Not the one that people see of me, the one I hide. The life story of my head. My thoughts. So welcome, to Elena's Book of Thoughts.
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