Ever felt like words hold so much power, that they could blow away everything in their way?
Ever felt that they washed over you and left you feeling emotions you didn’t know could be felt?
At the same time do you go all gaga over books? Like squeal over it at once and then go cry to the world that the author broke your heart and smashed it into pieces and then put it back together and you love the book and the writer to Mount Olympus and back?
Lastly do you enjoy a mess of feelings better than no feelings at all?
If you said a mental yes to all the above questions, then this the perfect place for you.
Ride with this girl through every frustrated feeling of her peers never understanding why books are superior and writing stuff that may not be masterpieces but are an extension of herself.
Welcome to Anthology of Akshita’s Thoughts 😃