Soft Proses & Bloody Journals

Greetings, Welcome to my home.

Soft Proses and Bloody Journals is a collection of my proses, short poems and excerpts from my stories (that i probably will not continue anymore and publish). I'd like to associate the following pieces of mine as a part of my healing while learning and trying to fall in love again with love and life.

This collection holds a special place in my heart, the pieces included here are either created recently or stuff I have left to rot for years already (like my heart). I've put myself into different life scenarios, i imagined myself and wrote it as if I'm living that life.

If my book resonates with you, I'm glad you found my book— I'm glad my book found you, my dear. I hope my pieces comfort you at night and be warm as your blanket — i hope my words embrace your heart and make you feel something like it's 12 in the midnight and you're staring at your bedroom ceiling. I hope my book reminds you of the days when the rain is calm and you're just sitting by the window while listening to the sound of raindrops— the time when your heart feels peaceful and calm.  And i hope you learn to love your own storms and thunderstorms like how my journals are written— I've been learning to love how chaotic it is, i love it no matter how confusedly written it is. I hope you'll love my journals like how you look fondly up the night sky— how you whisper words of adoration to the moon and the stars.

I hope my proses will remind you of the season of spring. I plucked the words carefully like how gardeners pluck the hyacinths— with such gentleness and care. I hope you treat yourself like that as well when your days are filled with darkness or when you feel numb.  I hope you'll love my proses as much as you love the sunset and the sunrise— they bring love and warmth. A sign of hope; different for each person but we can all agree that it's beautiful. Love as much as you can, express how much you love the people in your life as often as you can tell them how they mean to you whenever you find the time to. If you feel unloved, alone and misunderstood— i love you. May this book make you feel loved as well.

This is a big piece of my heart, it's very dear and precious to me. So please treat me kindly as well as my book. I do accept feedback and criticisms for i am still learning and looking for ways to improve everyday but if you'll leave criticisms to me, do private message me for it and do write it kindly. (im currently unable to accept criticisms due to personal reasons but i still appreciate it.)

I hope you all leave your favourite lines in the comment section, i'll appreciate it greatly because I'll know which part touched your soul.

If you do want to edit excerpts from this collection, credit me properly. Not like the "credits, ctto, etc." or the credits separated from the lines you excerpted. Do message me too if you're unsure how to credit me properly.

e.g: " Soft Proses and Bloody Journals." |Sinister_ink (an excerpt from the book Soft Proses and Bloody Journals)

There will also be songs attached to each piece, you have the freedom to choose to listen to it while reading it. I'll be putting it on the top so you can get it ready before you read my work. The music really matches the piece and it also makes you feel it more. There will also be pieces that don't have any songs attached to it. If you thought of a song or if you're reading it while listening to music, do drop the music and I'll gladly listen to it (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

ps. there are pieces that i left purposely like that, some I won't accept criticism as well and i hope its understandable. If my words don't go well for you and you can't follow what i kindly input in, its fine you can leave my book as it is then. I understand that the world wont go as what i would like it to be but i can control what i welcome here— this is my space and also for those who finds this safe. We are all responsible for our own actions and words, dont blame me if i blocked you for being unreasonable here or unkind :)

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