http://slow.writerscafe.org/bonnieboo6 The original writings of author Allison en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775957674 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I like Christina Perri's song Heart For Sale. It's great, and this is my twist on the words. Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/844307/ A poem I wrote in class about a guy who abandons his friend in his final minutes during the war in Afghanistan. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/827485/ A little something (Seriously a little something because I don't know what it is...) for one of my favorite singers, Christopher Drew. :-) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/825740/ Just a little something I wrote in math class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/825719/ A poem for my very very very very best friend. Love you girlyyyyy >:D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/825703/ About my friend. We kind of had a fight today and an anonymous source kinda started it. 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We haven't tlked in months and wen we do tlk I'm doing the convo while she supports with one word answers like yahh kool oh and stuff like tht. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/592354/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/573332/ Me and Tristin broke up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/573153/ Was texting my friend and his signature gave me a really good idea. I'm not really religious but I kind of felt like God was giving up on me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/561343/ My "friend" Amber can't find anything to say that doesn't insult me or my boyfriend and I'm sick of her bull. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/560672/ My boyfriend Tristin is being a d********g and he pays more attention 2 video games than me and it's really pissing me off. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/558932/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bonnieboo6/552295/        Theold doctor turned and looked at me. “Assuming that you will need help withtransitioning into your new life, Here is someone who will be able to introduceyou to your new world.” The old man handed me a white business card. 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