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			<title>Chapter 1 page three</title>
			<description>As of right now I&amp;rsquo;m sitting in a park&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Idon&amp;rsquo;t have a home&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1128037/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 Page two</title>
			<description>I never understood how fucked up my life really couldbe.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter one Page 1 </title>
			<description>I realize the chapters are less then a page but think of it just as that. Its one page at a time. </description>
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			<title>Life</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1128031/</link>
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			<title>sorry!</title>
			<description>I'm sorry its been so longI have been really busyI shall write soon!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1086023/</link>
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			<title>why me?</title>
			<description>I lost her.&amp;nbsp;My best friend.She asked me outthen dumped me.No drugs left.&amp;nbsp;Only music.&amp;nbsp;I need it to copeand i guess its working.for now..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1074700/</link>
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			<title>f**k this. </title>
			<description>Normally I don't do this but i am so F*****G tired off all the bullshit I have to deal with.Why do people have to f*****g&amp;nbsp;torment every day? Why cant they leave me alone.&amp;nbsp;I want to have a great girlfriend, want to have a good family life, want to actually do good in school, and want to not..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1072161/</link>
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			<title>help me..</title>
			<description>I'm falling so fast&amp;nbsp;suffocating.&amp;nbsp;I need helpIm relapsing once moreFuck im dizzyI need helpsomeone to save mesomeone who caresi've entered the blueIt wont go awayHelp me.please help me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1069354/</link>
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			<title>a new world.</title>
			<description>The girl with no soulWho lost everything she once held closehas relapsed once morein hopes of finding herself.It started out with a tripto find what she was missingshe found something greatera place that she would hold closeIt was the only thing to make her happythe drug induced state she had lived ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1069298/</link>
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			<title>UPDATE</title>
			<description>Sorry about the delay with chapter 3. I have written it twice and It keeps not saving and I will have to start over again. Well third times a charm right?&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1068343/</link>
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			<title>the world in my eyes</title>
			<description>Clouds cover the dark skymy heart aches&amp;nbsp;I need to find something to give me that feelingsomething to get me high.I just want a little bit of that.&amp;nbsp;A little bit of wholenessIs that so much to ask?I am falling is there anybody who can catch?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1064517/</link>
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			<title>Election day.</title>
			<description>Well with the Election being tomorrow I have a poem for it.Romney oh romney you scumbag you crookif you get elected I'm writing a booka book about how much hate you have withinhow you don't want happiness for gays, women, or the people that have sinned.&amp;nbsp;I may still be young but I know that you'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/junkiegirl17/1063983/</link>
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			<title>About me</title>
			<description>Want to know a little about me?&amp;nbsp;Well I'm 17 years young. I am a lesbian and have the best girlfriend in the world. I am a druggie. A pill head, A trip seeker. I am a writer and am very fuked up sometimes. I live in a small town in Indiana. To small if you ask me. A town where nothing is secret...</description>
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