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		<description>The original writings of author dorkfish</description>
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			<title>august 10, 2009</title>
			<description> its about him again...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/449898/</link>
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			<title>shattered heart</title>
			<description>he has hurt me the most yet i love him... but he doesnt love me =(</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/449897/</link>
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			<title>...</title>
			<description>i love him but i seem to have lost him</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/449896/</link>
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			<title>again? really?? why?</title>
			<description>he's grounded... no phone, no contact, for 2(ish)months... i dont want to do this, to deal with such a thing... i just want him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/405134/</link>
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			<title>...</title>
			<description>i lied when i said i didnt know... i do... i do very much</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/400295/</link>
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			<title>hun...</title>
			<description>You claim the desire to lay a punchupon the guy who randomly hugged me.You say because he should keep his hands offyour woman.Jealousy taints your voice at the mentionof his sorta, kinda, hint of asking me out.&amp;nbsp;You threaten death upon the one who touched me,he's gay so what does..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/400294/</link>
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			<title>mi peque&amp;#2013265921;a fresa</title>
			<description>nick-names can cause a lot of pain, even when they are meant in good</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/400293/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>its him... it shouldnt get to me, but it does, i cry for help and they go unanswered. the only person i have talked about this with (really talked about it with) wont even help me when i need it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/397488/</link>
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			<title>Torturing Touch</title>
			<description>...part of the reason i left (there are only 3 poems, the first part is a disclaimer)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/384903/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>hmmm.... yeah there's this guy you see.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/384897/</link>
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			<title>If only...</title>
			<description>i only wish it were all possible</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/384896/</link>
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			<title>flower petal legs</title>
			<description>A drawing had started out as one thing, became another, then became a poem...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/384894/</link>
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			<title>morning slumber</title>
			<description>something i just randomly spit out while sitting next to the heater... thoughts?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/384893/</link>
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			<title>exhaustion</title>
			<description>wonderful life lately!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/364016/</link>
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			<title>gentleman</title>
			<description>the guy i want most...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/364014/</link>
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			<title>this is all ther eis to say &quot;I think i'm done wallowing&quot;</title>
			<description>...my past is done haunting me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/364011/</link>
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			<title>taken forgranted</title>
			<description>about my bestest friend... i love her to pieces</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/355977/</link>
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			<title>Morning of November 26, 2008</title>
			<description>somedays, i just cant believe what i dream.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/346508/</link>
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			<title>torturing memories</title>
			<description>partly based off of truth, just has never played out before...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/338904/</link>
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			<title>Sorry</title>
			<description>my mind was allowed to run wild...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/338902/</link>
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			<title>Scars</title>
			<description>its part of a larger story, but this is the only part i REALLY like of it =)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/338901/</link>
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			<title>Why i Breath</title>
			<description>again i just let my mind go...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/338900/</link>
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			<title>silent sorries</title>
			<description>i let my mind imagine and this is what happened...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/338897/</link>
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			<title>Pondering</title>
			<description>i still havent figured it out yet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/309664/</link>
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			<title>Crash and Burn</title>
			<description>what depresion is to me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/309661/</link>
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			<title>ambulance</title>
			<description>woken at 4:32</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279617/</link>
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			<title>(wishing to hide)</title>
			<description>he holds so much power and i dont think he knows.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279537/</link>
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			<title>to know you</title>
			<description>i wonder what he would say if he read this one...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279533/</link>
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			<title>Please</title>
			<description>the need for the pain and the need for the scars.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279520/</link>
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			<title>First Visit (to the 4th therapist)</title>
			<description>writen Jan, 11, 2008</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279518/</link>
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			<title>I love it...</title>
			<description>one of my many issues</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279514/</link>
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			<title>The Ninth of December</title>
			<description>writen 12-09-07 about both family and friends.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279512/</link>
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			<title>B.R.E.A.T.H.  [and bun]</title>
			<description>writen on my friends birthday... i am so sorry for that, but i couldnt help it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279511/</link>
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			<title>Happy Pink Bunnies</title>
			<description>a friend was told to think of happy things like sun shine and rainbows and happy pink bunnies when she got depressed, so i twisted it and had her show it to this person who said such a thing...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279508/</link>
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			<title>never really a mom</title>
			<description>she wasnt...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279329/</link>
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			<title>my mother's story</title>
			<description>my mom's life and her motivation for what she has done, all in a &amp;quot;nut shell&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279327/</link>
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			<title>Merry-Go-Round</title>
			<description>written a few months ago... maybe 3 or 4</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279315/</link>
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			<title>Weak</title>
			<description>and we begin a trip into the darker side of my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279291/</link>
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			<title>The Door</title>
			<description>about my father and if you know me.... thats enough said =) but you dont so go on and read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279288/</link>
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			<title>The Three</title>
			<description>made up of three short pieces that were in my head durring a graduation i attended.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279286/</link>
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			<title>watching</title>
			<description>what happened one night...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279281/</link>
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			<title>not a nightmare</title>
			<description>very short piece, only a paragraph, that i came up with one night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/279280/</link>
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			<title>what will he decide?</title>
			<description>Will he decide he wants me enough to just start something? or do i have to wait and pray his feelings dont change?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278962/</link>
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			<title>I Want Him</title>
			<description>I want him, but i'm scared he doesnt want me...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278942/</link>
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			<title>school architecture</title>
			<description>our school sucks so bad... they need some help, they lack the needed intelegence for running a school.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278929/</link>
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			<title>Insanity Kicks In</title>
			<description>insanity and detention go hand in hand</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278921/</link>
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			<title>Vivid Dreams</title>
			<description>Wake up to cool air slipping over my face...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278917/</link>
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			<title>Irish Man</title>
			<description>i love the irish accent</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/278292/</link>
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			<title>the old saddle</title>
			<description>i was oiling my saddle and the idea got planted in my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/277960/</link>
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			<title>Mr.Death</title>
			<description>nightmares are a normal part of my life since i was little... but they are just getting twisted and weird now</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dorkfish/277949/</link>
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