This is wrote out of nothing but feelings i might share, pages i took and act, or even feelings i felt and digest.

Not a novel but like one

Not a poem, not a song

Not in every life is wrong

Nice things happen but,

Just a fragment memory

Like a page but not a story

Not in every words is joyful

A reality but a fantasy

Remember, the harsh light of reality

Is the story we don’t tell.

Brace yourself this is a harsh journey.

But which are you dear reader?.

A joyful of plenty is an inspiration to all?

a cry of many is a business to non?

an anger of one is an anger to thousands?

A sorrow of theirs is a sorrow to the past?

Or a Regret is everlastings but so is love?

Expect the unexpected they say.

My emotion is quiet weird,

But hey, aren’t the authors here weird too? I read some before writting here. I must say they traumatize many or laugh or cry maybe regret and anger too.

But they love those characters too.

But to this book. You don’t need to love a character, love yourself, cry, get angry or get pissed, vent or feel, get joyful or feel love. It’s up to you and i hope you do so.

(Just don’t ban me bruh)

This book is like wonderland or attack on titan.

It’s long to update or maybe fast. Its weird writting patterns and wrong grammar or spelling, its start backwards or ending, It’s short or long. But i hope its fun for you dear reader, because i write this based on my weird self i might share, i might guide, maybe vent and teach too.

But i hope you won’t let go till the very end of this book.

I also hope after reading the upcoming chapters you can step back and rethink about the days, the scene or the memories of your life.

Relapse, relax, rest and rethink.

Don’t get offended or don’t get too exited.

Don’t get bored or get discouraged.

Tale is a tale and story is a story, i am only here because i could and i couldn’t.

I write because i wrote. I share because i want or not. I am weird but don’t you think you are too?

(Well this generation will be definitely be skipped by the historians whatsoever 😭)

But Thank you, dear reader in the future for waiting or for reading this.

Last message.

If i type wrong that’s mean i type faster, i have a fast imagination, i can’t describe it fully or neatly but i’ll tell you so. Well, it’s like my brain is typing my ideas or my memories fast that i need to keep on it’s pace? I don’t write on notes or in paper, i write based on how my mind write my though or the feelings i wanted to share with you guys.

Or like my mind is writting automatically if i had an ideas or inspirations or somewhat.

It’s like a magic, amazing but my mind will get headaches in no time.

Anyway i hope you guys enjoy my weird story telling, feel free to write your thoughts and feelings in the comment section i will read it if i could or if i had time to do so.

Stay safe dear readers.

Dear readers, what is the most important lesson in life?

Was it,

Pain then realization?

Neglect then regret?

Love then heartbreak?

Pain then healing?

We do have a life lesson somehow, letting god or the world itself lecture us and get us humbled for forgetting who we are.

To be or who.

What is your life?

They say every live is a story, then what is your story?

What do you want to do in your life?

What is the reason you get up in the morning and face the problems you didn’t want to face?

Your purpose?

Your dream?

Your career?

What?

Today. Humans tend to be less colorfull. The world getting dull But— be not scared

Because that’s just the part of your life where the part that it was colorless and dull and lonely.

You’ll realize that the world is just moving slower and— your just growing up.

Find something that you like or love to do like gardening or creativity.

Just wait because season spring will always bud on the right time.

It’s not colorless it’s just preparation for the new season.

You’ll realize all the burden and hardship is for your ground. Just like a plant.

The parents prepare for the soil which is your founding education,

Then water it like how they feed you. Sometimes it’s harsh because rain is always not the drizzle rain. Sometimes it a shower rain or a heavy rain. And sun doesn’t always that gentle it could be a firey hot or burn you to death. Hey, but still. Your alive and made it through. Be proud of yourselfelf because you did that.

The best time in your life then came afterr your hradship after highschool to collage then you got to work and your free. Well not from responsibilities but you can now earn your money and have fun.

Like a flower then turned to fruit. It will be death again but trust me it will bloom like a cherry blossoms in first spring of the melting winter.

A reminder. A seed will always grow no matterwhat type of it or what it was. It’s a life a purposee and a dream to become what you are today because you did not give up, if it’s not you still has years to try it so why not? Be a flower and attract a bees like a madman and create a delicious honey because it’s from your natural beauty. Be a fruit that many cannot reach nor take.

Live a life where no one can stop you

Don’t listen to their talk and focus ahead of you.

Be a gardener

The patient

The wait

How good it feels to see your hardwork bloom isn’t?

So stand up and do something now

Early is the best because you got the best out of the rest.