i_write_dnf

Hi folks :]
          	
          	Im tryingout some neos but i dont know many. If you know/use any and wouldnt mind sharing, could u tell me them?
          	
          	You could say just the sets or use an example i dont mind :)
          	
          	
          	Right now i use (all prns not just neos):
          	He/him
          	They/them
          	It/its
          	Xe/xem 
          	Ze/zir 

i_write_dnf

Hi folks :]
          
          Im tryingout some neos but i dont know many. If you know/use any and wouldnt mind sharing, could u tell me them?
          
          You could say just the sets or use an example i dont mind :)
          
          
          Right now i use (all prns not just neos):
          He/him
          They/them
          It/its
          Xe/xem 
          Ze/zir 

i_write_dnf

Remembering the time I was so damn excited cause I got ten views on my first book<3
          
          I love all of you so much and it's so lovely to have someone genuinely enjoy my writing, especially when most of the comments are filled with brilliant people xx
          
          

i_write_dnf

Okay, okay
          
          Do I...
          
          A. Continue to post my poems in the announcements (they might not all be as depressing but most are XD)
          
          B. Create a book for them (seperate from my oneshots and stuff) 
          
          C. Stop posting them in general, since they ( generally) appeal to a different audience

i_write_dnf

@Mercury032011 Ty :0, yeah okay :D
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Mercury032011

I like the poems, so maybe can you do the B option? I’d like to read them offline-
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i_write_dnf

(part 2
          
          I don't remember Friday
          My room was a mess, it's now tidy
          I'm worried they might notice
           the current status
          Of my hoodies and shorts
          red stains and spots
          I want to go pack to pizza pockets and tater tots 
          To jelly and pasta pots
           But now these foods are a constant reminder 
          Of a piece of time I can't remember
          A time when a simple meal 
          Wouldn't make me gag and keel
          
          I don't remember Saturday
          Every fat feels saturated
          Every love feels infatuated
          But hold back in case your unwanted
          When they say they love you so
          They'll proceed to call you a worthless hoe
          The minute your back will  turn
          Is the minute everyone pokes fun
          But you'll play along
          You'll sing their song
          Leave your own melodies
          To be use as home remedies
          
          I don't remember Sunday
          They say it's the fun day
          Of the seven in a week
          Yet I still feel feeble and meek
          Did you here what they said 
          No? I'll show you instead
          Every word carved one handed
          Into the endlessly flawed canvas
          With a dark red ink
          Though others barely blink 
          I have fallen in love with my drawings
          With each one, the ice in my soul thawing 
          
          I don't remember last week
          Maybe it was just uneventful or bleak
          Maybe I don't want to recall
          How hard you made me fall
          Maybe ignorance is better
          Than remembering your twisted love letter
          Vertigo, blurred vision
          Worst slurs, television
          Make up my daily coffee break
          I've memorised how many sugars you take 
          So even if I can't remember last week
          I remember everything about you made ME weak

i_write_dnf

I've been writing more poems,thought this one was quite abstract Idk  (part 1)
          
          I don't remember last Monday 
          Did you call me Hun, babe?
          Or did you leave me here again
          Recording my pain with a red pen
          Poems written in strokes of crimson
          Waiting upon my own extinction
          Meals left untouched on the table
          Each memory fading to myth or fable
          But the results are not jolly nor fair
          No, my story is no "tortoise and the hare"
          I live  a never ending novel
          But the chapters are identical 
          
          I don't remember Tuesday
          I stumble as I find my way
          I'm falling as I trip up
          Hit the ground when I slip up
          But I can't seem to find 
          Help, my every move timed
          Overseen, analysed
          And my mistakes attract all eyes
          Singing, prancing
          Beautiful people all dancing
          I'm not like the gorgeous ones
          I feel like I way too many tons
          
          I don't remember Wednesday
          My phone rings, contact: hey<3
          Who even is this guy, some old plumber
          Is it a scam call or did I give him my number
          How do I tell him I'm not interested
          Before he gets too invested
          Because inevitably
          Practically unpreventabley
          I'll get boring
          Or I'll start snoring
          Drive him away and away and away
          Nobody will ever stay  
          
          I don't remember Thursday
          Was it someone's birthday?
          Did I laugh or did I smile
          Doubtful, it's been a while
          It's seldom cheerful 
          Being constantly fearful
          Of the sole thing you cannot hide from
          It's not a matter of ignoring your mom 
          Cause how do you protect your self
          When your scared of your own mental health
          What if you tell them 
          And they damn you too hell again
          
          

i_write_dnf

Ayo I got spoke to by a teacher after we had to write rhyming poems. They thought I needed mental help which I mean... ✌️
          
          The poem that I spent no longer than 45mins on and only makes sense to me:
          
          
          
          My friends all smirk or pout
          I'm just try not to pass out
          Let those tears run dry
          Cause ghosts can't cry
          And it's easier to hold thoughts back
          Than end up victim of your lazy smack
          I'd rather be home alone 
          Than surrounded by the constant drone
          Of meaningless conversations
          About exotic destinations
          And an expensive dinner date
          That will end in feuds and hate
          
          Why not listen to Ur friends
          When they tell you to make amends
          Cause soon enough 
          You'll realise life is tough
          And you could do with a buddie
          Instead of Ur abusive hubbie
          But you said you loved him dear
          Said you'd never shed another tear
          Yet here you are at Ur old friends home
          You show up here, you didn't even phone
          But it's all fine
          Cause in time
          You'll remember that 
          There's more to life than a worthless..
          Man
          
          And it sounds deadpan
          But you just know that you can
          Make it out just fine
          But I won't be there this time
          Because someone told me
          That the dead keep good company
          And I don't want to be alone no more.
          
          
          

i_write_dnf

@K4rlnapMyBel0ved  thank you, really went for the feels and that's when I write best :p
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i_write_dnf

@Mercury032011 thank you so much :0, also yeah ofc u can d:
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whiteboy_nickie

You were born to be a writer
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i_write_dnf

this message may be offensive
Little continuation 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Tw// anxiety, depression, transphobia, also a little abt graysexuality being invalid, sexual comments and threats of rape (not in detail)
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Ofc I reported this and blocked his account but not before he'd sent a particularly horrible message which was essentially a threat to rape me if I didn't send pictures back and he didn't care if I was graysexual cause it "didn't matter anyway" which is a loa of bull. 
          There is no way he could actually do this as he now lives quite far away but it was terrifying enough at the time.
          
          I'm okay to talk about this now and I'm completely fine and safe but really want to raise some awareness that things like this happen to everyone
          
          So, then since I'm such a main character I came back to wattpad to loads of hate (like woah I'm cool enough for hate) and of course it's easy to ignore some of this stuff but when it's targeting who you are it's a little harder. So I'd appreciate Les of the "Ur sexualising men" and "bro Candice is a girls name" thanks xx I actually go by any pronouns so you guys can mix and match as you please
          
          
          ALSO I got a couple people sending death threats in my DMS and as glad as I am it wasn't for the public eyes could you be nicer to people you don't know what's going on in their life, even if it's a joke never wish death upon someone 
          
          
          So idk how long it'll be till I post again sorry all you lovely peoples out there who are actually saying the loveliest things in my comments 
          
          The most amazing thing to see after a hat comment is just a light-hearted sweet comment or joke on my books <3 
          
          I will probably write again at some point it's a big passion of mine I just feel I need a break for my own problems