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		<description>The original writings of author Suki</description>
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			<title>S A I L</title>
			<description>I USED TO BLAME MYSELFTHEN I CAME TO FINDIT WAS ALL THE PRODUCTOF A FRAGILE MIND&amp;nbsp;MAYBE I SHOULD CRY FOR HELPWHO WOULD HEAR? AFTER ALL THESE YEARS...IGNORE THE TEARS &amp;nbsp;I DON'T EXPECT YOU TO UNDERSTANDYOU'RE BARELY EVEN LISTENINGI SUPPOSE IT'S BEEN TRUE ALL ALONGI'LL ALWAYS BE&amp;nbsp;A DIFFEREN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/1045895/</link>
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			<title>*dreamy*</title>
			<description>my random mind spurts junk
i'm posting this at 2:58 am... read at your own risk haha</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/771817/</link>
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			<title>She Loves That.</title>
			<description>well, why wouldn't you call her names?she loves that.&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;why wouldn't you bring her down every chance you get?she loves that.&amp;nbsp;why wouldn't you make her feel useless?&amp;nbsp;make her feel alone?&amp;nbsp;make her feel desperate?&amp;nbsp;make her feel angry?&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/770273/</link>
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			<title>Running Up That Hill</title>
			<description>makes sense to me... thanks placebo.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/767087/</link>
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			<title>what if</title>
			<description>this came to me in the middle of the night. i don't remember writing it down but i'm glad i did.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/732510/</link>
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			<title>Perfect</title>
			<description>found this in my journal. wrote this 04-09-2010.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/732470/</link>
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			<title>my monster</title>
			<description>found this in my journal. i dont even remember writing it... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/568576/</link>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>MY poisonMY addictionMY kryptonite&amp;nbsp;MY nightmareMY fearsMY torment&amp;nbsp;MY love&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..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/548774/</link>
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			<title>Almost</title>
			<description>I remember seeing the dark clouds forming over meNo way to stop them as they consumed all hope of escapeAll of these crazy feelings started on that cold december dayI sat alone for hours hating and not loving myself one bitI never realized until that day how truly lonley my life wasNow I'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/480230/</link>
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			<title>Nene</title>
			<description>I DON'T FEEL THIS WAY AT ALL ANYMORE. ACTUALLY, THE EXACT OPPOSITE. BUT I WANTED TO ADD IT TO HERE BECAUSE I LIKE TO HAVE ALL MY WRITING UP. GOOD OR BAD, PAST OR PRESENT.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/480228/</link>
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			<title>I want to, so make me</title>
			<description>Make me believeThat there is still some hope leftThat he meant what he saidThat everything isn't what it seems&amp;nbsp;Make me believeThat one day all this pain will vanishThat I'm done thinking about himThat&amp;nbsp;I don't already know the truth&amp;nbsp;Make me rememberThose feel-good..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/480223/</link>
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			<title>Smoke &amp; Mirrors</title>
			<description>What happens whenYou step into that roomFull of smoke and mirrorsLetting yourself be decievedYou KNOW, you are aware ofWhat is going on around youYou know that eventuallyYou will choke on the smokeYou feel the burning in your chestYou stumble, breaking the mirrorsCollapse to the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/480215/</link>
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			<title>Worth It</title>
			<description>I used to honestly&amp;nbsp;believeI had to change andI wasn't good enoughThat I just wasn'tWORTH IT&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The way he would speak to me Was different from how he acted towards meSo then I began to think that the situation wasn'tWORTH IT&amp;nbsp;And damn it I was right&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/450014/</link>
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			<title>D3C3MB3R</title>
			<description>spontaneous crap i just had to get out. doesn't make sense to you? deal with it :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/444752/</link>
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			<title>What He Doesn't Know, Won't Hurt Him</title>
			<description>The weird, funny girl who only LOOKS shy,With a heartbroken smile and pretty brown eyes.And as every lonely day slithers by,She's still waiting for her perfect guy.And try as hard as she might,She can't hold her tears back at night.She lies in bed thinking &amp;quot;He is my light...I can'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/444737/</link>
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			<title>Superhuman</title>
			<description>inspired by a song</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/444067/</link>
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			<title>Bathing in Bacardi Gold</title>
			<description>I decide to go for a swimI want to douse every limb.Let the heat seep inAnd let the burning begin.Mindset: &amp;quot;I can't let them win&amp;quot;As I let out the pain from within.My little piece of bitter-sweet chocolate sinHe flashes me his devilish grin.Give me the match so I can start t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/442848/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare</title>
			<description>I wake up from my nightmare in&amp;nbsp;a screamHe's&amp;nbsp;not supposed to be in this dreamHis beautiful warm chocolate brown eyesThey haunt me, no one hears my criesEverytime he smiles my favorite smileIt leaves me&amp;nbsp;wondering&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Is this really worthwhile?&amp;quot;I want him and I ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/441032/</link>
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			<title>They Don't See Me</title>
			<description>PISSED OFF</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/436686/</link>
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			<title>You know how I feel</title>
			<description>Do what you gotta do and F*CK the rest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/435593/</link>
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			<title>Sufriendo Sin Ti</title>
			<description>I WAS BORED SOOOO Xzenia Rose and Aeon Starr don't even ask!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/298593/</link>
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			<title>Get Outta Town!</title>
			<description>After spending a month at summer school trapped in a room with 35 ditzy narcissistic people I'm finally able to go somewhere this summer. I'll be 255.4 miles away from home... no parents... no siblings... no guys. Ah bliss!!! I don't even care that it suc</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/287502/</link>
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			<title>What's meant to be</title>
			<description>I have been through so much pain todayI wish I had someone to wipe my tears away&amp;nbsp;Someone to hold me close and keep me warmSomeone that loves me in every shape, every form&amp;nbsp;Someone that makes me smile when I'm sadSomeone that can cheer me up on days that are bad&amp;nbsp;I feel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/285145/</link>
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			<title>I don't know. Teach me.</title>
			<description>I don't know how to love anymoreTeach me&amp;nbsp;I don't know how to trust anymoreTeach me&amp;nbsp;I don't know how to laugh anymoreTeach me&amp;nbsp;I don't know how to&amp;nbsp;enjoy anymoreTeach me&amp;nbsp;I don't know who I am anymorePlease introduce me to who I used to be&amp;nbsp;Beca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/283168/</link>
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			<title>Don't Bother Asking</title>
			<description>Feelings I had to get out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/281750/</link>
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			<title>REV DANCE RUN ENJOY</title>
			<description>ahh...yes...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/280354/</link>
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			<title>I am just being me</title>
			<description>CAN YOU TELL I WAS BORED? : P</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/280346/</link>
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			<title>I'm so</title>
			<description>I'm so pissedI'm so confusedI'm so tiredI'm so sadI'm so worriedI'm so...So... theres not even a word for it!&amp;nbsp;Oh my God someone help meI'm about to explodeI don't know what to doI'm...I can't breatheI can't think straight [obviously]&amp;nbsp;What the hell is going on?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/279287/</link>
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			<title>The Beast</title>
			<description>There is a beast that lives inside of meI&amp;nbsp;can't stop it, I can't control itIt never stopsIt's always on the huntThe worst part is that no one knows but meFor I am its only victimI am chained to this beast for eternityI have to stop it before its too lateI have to stop it before ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/276798/</link>
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			<title>Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda</title>
			<description>He didn't want meI was left with only myself to hate&amp;nbsp;I should've used my time more wiselyBut now its far too late&amp;nbsp;If only I could maybeTurn back the hands on the clock&amp;nbsp;What I would doMerely for one tick, an extra tock&amp;nbsp;I could've said something But I didn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/276791/</link>
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			<title>Summer Time</title>
			<description>Summer is here.&amp;nbsp;Slip-n-slides byYour best friend's poolYour ice cream melts asYou head to the beach forParties that carry on intoSoft summer nights whereYou stay up all night long only toWake up in the afternoon&amp;nbsp;to thePerfect sunny day wonderingWhat you will do today...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/275232/</link>
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			<title>And then she thought</title>
			<description>meh... you've heard this story before</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/272946/</link>
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			<title>Sandpit</title>
			<description>My little cityIts not normalThats for sureI&amp;nbsp;want to leave this placeBut I'm scared toI would be leaving my whole life behindI&amp;nbsp;would like to go somwhereSomewhere&amp;nbsp; no one knows my nameSo&amp;nbsp;I could start over But I'll always be chained down to this rockBuilt up of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/268729/</link>
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			<title>What I Can't Have</title>
			<description>Just some things I had on my mind that I had to get out : ]</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/265354/</link>
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			<title>It's All Ok</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was a young man called Sean. He was tall, about 6'2&amp;quot; and muscular. He had black hair, very tan skin, and brilliant blue eyes. He was about 17 and had a best friend called Zeke. He was a very good-looking young man but people didn't see past the fact that he was a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/264323/</link>
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			<title>I have feelings too BEST FRIEND</title>
			<description>Recently my best friend and I spokeShe told me something I didn't want to hearShe didn't hold back,&amp;quot;she isn't being held back&amp;quot;She didn't ask me how I felt about the situationI have feelings too you know.&amp;nbsp;I tried telling her it wasn't fairBut she just wouldn't budgeShe ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/264305/</link>
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			<title>You killed Me</title>
			<description>I didn't want muchBut as soon as you knew what I wantedYou just had to take it from meYou just love to watch me suffer, don't you?You knew how I felt about itSo you went after itThen you rubbed it in my faceYou killed me.&amp;nbsp;A wise person once said &amp;quot;Hate is a strong word b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/260587/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>I hate the way I tell her things and she tells me that she caresThen five minutes later shes running&amp;nbsp;her fingers through his hairIts not only her that puts me through this greifIts also just the way he looks at her instead of me&amp;nbsp;Every single&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;I play that scene back ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weirdo123/258590/</link>
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