Streamofconsciousness Stories

Ziri Meziani does not want friends. Born to an unremarkable town in southern England, Ziri spends most of his time in his head. His parents and his therapist tell him that he "shouldn't spend so much time alone", but to Ziri, other people are an inconvenience at best and a threat at worst. Unfortunately, Miles Hoàng is committed to getting on his nerves. GENRE: coming of age, teen bxb romance TROPES: the boy next door, reluctant lovers, tutoring COMP TITLES: The Perks of Being A Wallflower, The Black Flamingo featured in Wattpad: BxB Pride Spotlight featured in Wattpad: Written With Pride 2023 AMBY AWARDS WINNER in teen fiction featured in Ambassadors: Rainbow Fiction featured in Teen Fiction: LGBTQIAP+ Teens featured in lgbtq: BoyxBoy (YA) featured in FreeTheLGBT: Diverse Literature featured in StoriesUndiscovered: Tales Of The Heart featured in YaRomance: Unforgettable Firsts

I rant to the void here in a more controlled space I talk anime Manga Comics Yuri Character analysis Takes that piss me off Ethics Shipping culture Maybe hoyo And mainly yuri Don't say I didn't warn you, you didn't read the description

"Awakening: Third Poetry Collection" (2026~Unfinished). If you read my poetry collections from oldest to newest, you'll get to see the evolution and changes my style undergoes over time. However, there is no required reading order. Poetry is meant to be enjoyed, read how and what you wish. 😌 Two years have passed since my last poetry collection ended. College has made it hard to spend much real time in my imagination and with my notebook. A lot has changed in the two years I've been absent. This collection represents my reawakening. I look forward to seeing where it goes. As it grows in number and size, I'll update this description and add tags that accurately represent what it's about. In the meantime... take the risk! I'm proud of the progress my writing has made. 😉❤️

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3 AM Unsent Messages is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read... it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now." PS. some photos used as chapter covers aren't mine. ALL CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER/S.

This came from a night where I was too tired to think, yet couldn't stop thinking. I kept chasing answers instead of rest, even though part of me knew sleep was the only answer that mattered.

stream of consciousness about my day today

A collection of poems romanticizing the trivial and finding beauty in the simplicity of life.

Long night longs for my mind. ~stream of consciousness~

ongoing poetry journal

A non-linear diary of anomalous self-experience.

Thoughts of a teenager in her final year of highschool till ........

A collection of observations and twisted visions, with a side of stretched plot points and extended ramblings.

Sorry for those super invested in my one shots 😭 I was more focused on this. This is more a story for me rather than the world. It started as a curious brain and then one day I wrote a stream of consciousness on it. This is not intended to be super long and none of these names are real btw Enjoy 😊

"i cannot help but feel as if i am a fish constantly swimming upstream" - as life goes on, poetry is the coping mechanism i use. i thought it was time to share that with the world.

addendums on the versions of me I've left on the other side

prose ♡ poetry ♡ stream of consciousness snippets from my journal in which i write down all the things when i don't know what to say //updates at least twice a week//

Just some poems I've thrown together throughout the years.

Just some poetry. Some serious. Some not. Some free-verse. Some not. All from my mind. Will be adding poems to it frequently.

Exactly what the title suggests it would be about. I have/had a crush on my straight best friend. This is the letter I wish she would read but I don't have the courage to tell her. // I guess I've probably written this at least a thousand times over in my head. (Dear future me: You could get in serious trouble if you continue writing this or you might've just had a stroke of genius. I guess only time will tell). I don't think I'll ever have the courage to show you this or ever tell you how I feel so this letter is selfishly gonna be for me. This is from me to you. But it's a letter for me. I have so much to say but I can't ever say it directly to you. // Not really sure why I'm posting this here. Maybe I'm hoping she'll accidentally stumble upon this because she remembered I had a wattpad account. Or maybe I'm writing this so a random stranger on the internet will say, hey I've been in your shoes exactly. Don't worry though. It gets better. I promise.

When reality glitches, Riven Veyl finds himself in a world where the hunt never ends. In a city of glass and storms, every step is a choice between survival and surrender - and someone is always watching.