All my life I have been different. I was a quiet kid, sexually abused at age 8. At age 14 I started getting into drugs, 18 heroin, by 24 I was a crackhead. I'd been married, in on and off relationships. Yet still, the strangeness had yet to begin. I would like to tell you my story. It is non fiction, but names , dates and locations have been changed to protect myself and also because I still have so much bizarre shit going on I sometimes wonder if I'm in an alternate dimension, dead, in the matrix, on another planet. I'm not going to get into every detail because many of the details have been blurred by my past drug use, save to say I've lived one of the strangest lives and I can tell you one thing; there is nothing like being betrayed by every *single*person* in your life to either partake in or cover up a grand conspiracy.
I'm not insane but you'll think I am. Please, assume I'm schizophrenic. It'll keep me safe.
"කේතුර් දන්නවද මම කේතුර්ට
කොච්චරක් ආදරෙයි කියල ?"
"හැමතිස්සෙම වචනෙන් නොකිව්වත් සර්ගෙ ඇස් මගේ ඇස් එක්ක පැටලෙනකොට ඒ දිලිසෙන ඇස්වලින් මට පේනවා සර් මට කොච්චර ආදරෙයිද කියලා."
ආදරේ වැඩියෙන්ම දැනුනේ මගහැරුණු හිත්වලට....ආදරේ වැඩියෙන්ම කරෙත් ඒ මගහැරුණු හිත්මයි.
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