Feeling Stories

දිනෙක හමුවූ දෙනෙත් නොකියූ රහස් තාමත් හිතේ ගොලු වී... [💚දිනෙක හමුවූ❤️] yizhan nonfic sinhala happy ending start: 2025/06/03

දේශ් 🤍 හන් සමහරවෙලාවට ආත්ම දෙකක් මුණගැහෙන්නේ ජිවිත කාලෙටම එකිනෙකා ළග ආදරෙන් ජීවත්වෙන්නම නෙමෙයි.. ආදරය කියන්නේ කොච්චර ගැඹුරු දෙයක්ද කියලා එකිනනෙකාට කියලා දෙන්න වෙන්නත් පුළුවන් -අවසානය කදුළු වලින් ලියා තිබුනත්❤️‍🩹 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀 _ආදරය, වේදනාව සහ සදහටම වෙන්වන විට ඉතිරි වන නිහඩතාවයේ කතාවකි ✨❤️‍🩹

Not every thought belongs to the same story. Some are only fragments-moments of wonder, grief, hope, silence, and everything between. This collection gathers the pieces that never found another home.

Kenyataannya, isi kepala jauh lebih luas dari dunia.

"Roses are red violets are blue, I'll never love someone the way I love you, Just as a red rose captivates with it's beauty your love captivates my heart.." "මගේ රෝස මල🌹❤️" Written by taeviha THV fanfiction

Dear Diary, I Chose Myself Some choices are quiet. But they change everything. For years, she tried to be enough. Enough for her parents. Enough for her friends. Enough for everyone except herself. Through the pages of her diary, she shares the memories she never spoke about-the expectations she struggled to meet, the achievements that were overlooked, the disappointments she carried alone, and the silent battles no one knew she was fighting. As she revisits the moments that shaped her life, one question follows her everywhere: How much of yourself can you give away before there's nothing left? What begins as a collection of diary entries slowly unfolds into the story of a girl searching for acceptance, meaning, and a place where she can finally be herself. But hidden between the pages is a decision she has already made-a decision that will change everything. A heartfelt and emotional journey about expectations, loneliness, self-worth, and the courage it takes to choose yourself.

"දැනෙන හැඟීම් හරි ඉක්මන් ලු අපි හිතනවටත් වඩා.."

The voice of those who struggle to express themselves... A mirror which mirrors the world of people using words.

ඉතින් හැමදාටම ඔයා මගේ නොවුණත් දරුවෝ, මම ඔයාගෙනෙ..

with all kinds of music quotes © 2017 Julia Vermeulen. All rights reserved.

Just some one-shots that I thought about of Marinette and Adrien. With all our favorite ships.. Adrienette .. Ladynoir.. Marichat.. Expect slow updates. (Being this amazing and all) Lmao Lol ok Enjoy!!! Expect Fluff and Spice 😏 Disclaimer: None of the art belongs to me in this book.

꧁༒𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪𝐢 × 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐮𝐭 ༒꧂ ♡ An Arranged Chaos ♡ She believes in perfectly timed Bollywood background music. He believed in work, deadlines, and that emotions should come with a 'handle with care' tag. She wanted someone to give her butterflies. He didn't even notice butterflies existed. Until their families set them up. Now suddenly, there are a lot of things Mr. Billionaire Vidyut Rajvanshi notices. Like how her sarcasm hits him harder than his black coffee. Like how her smile is a little too distracting. Like how his perfectly organized life is slowly turning into a pastel-coloured mess. And maybe... he doesn't really mind. When arranged marriage brings these two opposites together, life decides to throw the most ✨beautifully messy✨ plot twist their way. Because when calm meets crazy, spreadsheets get replaced with singing dates, business meetings turn into popcorn fights, and soft, accidental kisses... well, they tend to ruin all your carefully built walls. Join their story filled with ✨chaos, family masti, dramatic rain, spicy street food, cheeky flirting, and the softest love you never see coming.✨ Will Vidyut survive Ishqi's endless sass? Will Ishqi survive his dangerously handsome silence? Will they fall in love the "butterflies and Bollywood" way? Only one way to find out. 😉 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. 𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐. 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ ➵ Arranged Marriage ➵ Grumpy × Sunshine ➵ Singer × Businessman ➵ Protective male lead ➵ Dramatic, Talkative female lead ➵ slowburn ꧁༺ 𝓘𝓼𝓱𝓺𝓲 × 𝓥𝓲𝓭𝔂𝓾𝓽 ༻꧂

I write what I failed to say

Just some thoughts running in my head

Some stories are never meant to have a perfect ending. Some people simply learn how to live unfinished. - Unfinished

Another take on my poetry. I hope you guys enjoy it. Art doesn't belong to me.

SENDING MESSAGE TO ALL FROM MY EXPERICE 9/22/2018

Adrian Redwood - known as The Silent Vampire. Cold, mysterious, and unreadable. He rarely speaks, yet his presence alone commands fear and respect. Hidden behind crimson eyes and an emotionless expression lies a past no one knows. While the world fears him as a monster, Adrian carries secrets that could change the fate of both vampires and humans forever.

Each evening, I will share a work of literature or a story to describe.

හඳවතෙහි ඇදි සිතුවමක්ද? 💕 නෙත්රූ × අශ්රූ දේව් × සිතෙව් නිතුන් × මිණිල