<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>Bubbles | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/squirrel1890</link>
		<description>The original writings of author Bubbles</description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1776215538</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Things in the life you have happen for reasons...why must it tear you apart and break you until you have no more strengh to succeed? You think things are great until situations you can't deal with happen... but you must deal with them in order to succeed in the life you live today... Things wi..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/272658/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Reaching for that hand</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It seems as though things get worse just as they start to get better...your hurting inside and you let it show, but you rather not let it become noticeable... Why did this happen you ask yourself as your sitting and crying because you don't know what the outcome will be.You hope and pray..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/268601/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Losing one you love</title>
			<description>One of the persons you have feelings for is leaving after the year. Your not sure what you think, but ones heart can not bear the pain and confuson that goes ont in the mind of the lover you wish to be.He knows you have feelings for him and he likes you to, but you want to act upon the thing that ..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/257819/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Life is a Picture of what?</title>
			<description>Life is just a picture of all the failures and hurt you encounter. So why even try and make it important? It's just ways of proving man's weakness and their hurts...If life is really a picture of happiness, than show me that picture that is no real to me... Life to me is a picture of HELL and PAIN..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/257818/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>I am a child of america</title>
			<description>I am a child of America. A hertiage of amrican indian and itilan. A child inside of me that weeps, but also shouts joy. I am someone who dosen't know know what they want, and sometimes i do.The heart of gold, but sometimes it can be very cold.The way I see things might not be much to you, but ..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/257817/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Discomfiture of ones heart</title>
			<description>Theres a inclation in your heart for that someone, but your not sure how to show the love you hope could be. So much conviction in your heart and soul that you want to say something again, but will they truely be your friend? Frightned that if you show all of you, even to the person you really tru..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/257815/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Annomous Letter</title>
			<description>letter...</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/257814/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Tortures of the mind</title>
			<description>way i feel almost all the time</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/squirrel1890/206193/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>