****DISCLAIMER**** This is the English translation of the "book" I'm currently writing "(In)conciencias Mentales". Sorry if there are all kind of mistakes (Spelling, bad use of the words). I'm from Argentina and I love English so that's why I'm translating it! Thank you so much
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4:30 in the morning with an sneezing attack and freezing. That's how I start this weird kind of diary. Well, I think It's not, because if it was, I wouldn't publish it (would I?). This is where the "best" or "not that bad" articles go. There aren't any names or evidence in case of someone I know read this. This is a little bit of everything. My back and forth thinkings. Fragments of conversations with myself, usually at dawn. Me, my best friend, but also that bitchy girl you hate. In short, these are some of my Gmail drafts. This is where my borderline personality comes to the light. Also, where I like to pretend I am an awarded writer or something that way. But, who the fuck cares?
