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Emilio Vasquez, normal sixteen year old...Until he died.
After a tragic accident, he tells his story of traveling through the afterlife with Death.
Tw: Somewhat graphic depiction of being shot
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🦋 🆁🅴🅼🅾🆁🆂🅴 🦋 𝚈𝚒𝚉𝚑𝚊𝚗 - 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 -
🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀 FF/NonFf හදිසියෙන් යද්දී ඔබ දුරට මාගෙන් දුටුවාද කඳුලු දෑසේ ඒ ආදරයයි මා පැතුවේ ඉක්මනින් එන්න මා කීව වචනේ ඇයි නෑසුනා වාගේ තනිකම විතරක් ඉතිරි කළේ මේ පපුවේ ගිනි දැල්වේ එක මොහොතක් ඉන්නට බෑ ඈතින් පෙර වාගේ ඔය තුරුලේ තව මොහොතක් ඉන්නට බෑ ආයෙත්.... ගියත් දමා නෑ වෛර කළේ ඔබේ මතකෙන් අදත් මා තනි වී නෑ ඉතිං තවත් කෙනෙක් මා ලෝකේ ආදරෙන් රැවටූ... හීන ගොඩක් අයිති කරන් ඇවිත් දුරක් මා දැන් අහිමි වෙලා ආදරයත් අයිති දෙයක් නෑ දැන්... කිසි දිනේ කළේ නෑ පුංචි බොරුවක් ඔය හිතට විහිළුවටවත් රවටන්නට බෑ දැනුණු හිතක් මට පෙනී හිටිය ඔබ නොවේ හිටියෙ හැර යන්න හිතලා ලං වී නැති ආදරයක් දීපු හිතක් මේ පපුවේ ගිනි දැල් වේ එක මොහොතක් ඉන්නට බෑ ඈතින් පෙර වාගේ ඔය තුරුලේ තව මොහොතක් ඉන්නට බෑ ආයෙත් ගියත් දමා නෑ වෛර කළේ.... Start- 2023/02/20 End - 2023/04/21 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀Complete
Nothing To U. | Lil Peep
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THE NARCISSIST
"මේ ලෝකේ හරිම දරුණුයි. ඒ වගේ ලෝකෙක survive වෙන්න නම් අපි Powerful වෙන්න ඕනේ. අපිට Controller එක අයිති කරගන්න වෙනවා. අපි ගත්තේ නැතත් , වෙන කෙනෙක් ඒක ගන්නවා. ඊට පස්සේ අපිට වෙන්නේ ඒ කෙනා අතින් control වෙන්න." "ඒත් උඹ Control කරන්න තෝරගන්නේ Broken මිනිස්සුනේ... ඒක Fairද එතකොට? Broken මිනිස්සුන්ව පාලනේ කරාම උඹ හිතන්නේ උඹ වැඩ්ඩෙක් කියලද?" "Broken මිනිස්සුන්ගෙන් තමයි බන් අපි බේරෙන්න ඕනේ... උන් බලේට ආවම තමයි අනික් මිනිස්සුන්ට කරදර කරන්නේ. කවුරුහරි Broken මනුස්සයෙක්ගේ ගොදුරක් උනාට පස්සේ උනුත් ඇඟිලි ගැන ගැන ඉන්නේ ඒ දේ තව එකෙක්ට පාස් කරන්න. අපි උන්ගෙන් තමයි බේරෙන්න ඕනේ... උන් හොයන්නෙත් Weak නැත්තන් අපි වගේ Broken මිනිස්සු. Healthy, Strong අයව Control කරන්න අමාරු නිසා... ඒ නිසා අපි Power එක අර ගත්තේ නැත්තන් අපිට උන්ගේ ගොදුරු වෙන්න වෙනවා.." "මට තේරෙන්නෑ..."
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අගස්ති ♡( Non fiction / Yizhan ) Complete ✅
🛑 " අල්ලන්න එපා. ඒක බිඳිලා." 🦁 " මං අතින්ම නම් බිඳුනෙ ? " 🛑 " විශ්වාස කරන්න අමාරුයි ඔබ අතින් බිඳුනා කියලා ? " 🦁 " ඒක ඇත්ත. බිඳුනා නෙවෙයි මං හිතා මතාම බින්ඳා ! " 🛑 " ඒක හදවතක් !" 🦁 " මං දන්නවා. මට සමාවෙන්න ." 🛑 " සමාව ගැන නම් මං දන්නෙ නෑ නමුත් අපි උත්සාහ කරමු. එහෙනම් පරිස්සමින් ඇතුළ් වෙන්න ළමයෝ.... මොකද බිඳුනු හදවත් ඇතුළෙ සුන්බුන් අපිළිවෙලයි , තියුණුයි , ඕනිම කෙනෙක්ව රිදවන සුළුයි "🥀 🦁 " නමුත් ඔහු කවදාවත් රිදුන බව කිව්වෙ නැහැ !" 🛑 " ඉතින් ඔබ හිතුවද ඔහුට වේදනාව දැනෙන්නෙ නෑ කියලා ?!" yizhan / non fic 🤍🖤 🥀 ඔහු බිඳුනු හදවත නැවත දිනාගනීවිද ? ☘ 🥀 ඒක බලන්න නම් ඔයාට එන්න වෙනවා..... එහෙනම් පරිස්සමින් එන්න ළමයෝ... සුන්බුන් වලට තුවාල වෙන්න පුලුවන්Complete
€ I've spent all of the love I saved ............ ®¥ ......... < We were always a losing game > ° Small ...town ...boy in a ...big arcade ° { ¥ I got addicted to a losing game } ¿ 💚 ...................................................... ♥️ Start = 16/07/2022 End = 24/08/2022
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