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im isaiah cismale borderline schizophrenic uHhh https://rentry.co/so
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ISAIAH'S DNI LIST SPEEDRUN LES GO :D
- Basic DNI Criteria
- Sexist in any way or form
- Hypocritical
- Anti-religion
- You mock Christianity
- You use Shi/Hir and you aren't Intersex
- You're highly bothered by smoking/vaping and say it's easy to quit
- You're OBSESSED with BL/"Gay sex" (you all are mad weird
- Alnst fans (with a couple exceptions)
- You self diagnose severe disorders such as ASPD, Schizophrenia, Psychosis, Personality disorders (I do with BPD but it's cus im medically recognised) etc. No ur not schizo go to a doctor or tell a teacher if u dont have access u fakers - even if you are suspecting it its on a strict dni
- Loli/Shotas
- You use unnecessary or obscure labels/pronouns
- "Cistrans" people (impossible)
- "Gaybians" (you're bisexual)
- Cishet Teenage Men (insufferable. except me)
- Tord yume's or "#1 fans" (thats oomf not you same goes with Tumblr BFNIF and Andrew Graves)
- You think you're the #1 fan of MCSM or PCF or X bfnif or Fred FHS (That's me...)
- You say you like an artist but only listen to the popular songs (I'M WATCHING YOU FAKE ALEX G ANSD MITSKI FANS)
- You're lazy. Like lazy to the point whenever I'm like "OMG CAN YOU READ THIS/GET INTO THIS" You're like "LATER" why are you my friend if you won't get into my interests you lazy people pmtfo
- Anyone I've known in the past.
- I know I haven't changed 100% yet but I'm making baby steps and I'm beginning to love myself, and I'm very proud of how far I've come.
I'm all used up, pretty boy, over and over again
My nail colors are wearing off
See my hands, pretty boy, what do they tell you?
'Cause I've looked down at them not knowing why
And after everything's done and I'm all undone
You can hear my high heels walking on
Clickity-clacking through the night
I'm carrying my bag of bones
Fluorescent store lights, you shine through the night
Illuminate my pores and you tear me apart
Mercy on me, would you please spare me tonight?
I'm tired of this searching, would you let me let go?
I know my room is a mess, over and over again
I tell myself I'll clean tomorrow
Just move the stuff up off the bed and do what you came here to do
But first open up a window for me
And let the cool air in, feel the night slip in
As it softly glides along your back
And I hope you leave right before the sun comes up
So I can watch it alone
Fluorescent store lights, you shine through the night
Illuminate my pores and you tear me apart
Mercy on me, would you please spare me tonight?
I'm tired of this searching, would you let me let go?
And I can take a little bit more
Let's shake this poet out of the beast
Just a, just a little bit more
Let's shake this poet out of the beast