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		<description>The original writings of author Kayleen</description>
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			<title>Reach Out And Grab It.</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1525250/</link>
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			<title>Not Capable</title>
			<description>I want to be expendableCan't pull off dependableGive me something ChemicalMentally I'm SkeletalFuck me like I'm rape-ableKill me; I'm not capable</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1505556/</link>
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			<title>Young and Derelict</title>
			<description>SIck.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1347144/</link>
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			<title>Drugged and Dirty</title>
			<description>Time Wastes Everything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1339422/</link>
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			<title>Anesthetic </title>
			<description>Insignificance is bliss</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1338949/</link>
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			<title>Conflicted</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1111943/</link>
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			<title>Believe me</title>
			<description>Why is it so hard? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1111940/</link>
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			<title>Plaything</title>
			<description>Distortion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/1111859/</link>
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			<title>Too Far</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/999977/</link>
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			<title>Betrayal</title>
			<description>what they dont know cant hurt them... can it?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/997630/</link>
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			<title>Letter to My Dad.</title>
			<description>This a a letter/poem i wrote to my father in prison in reply to one of his, but i never sent. just found it on my computer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/792883/</link>
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			<title>You Make Me Feel Evil</title>
			<description>prove me wrong</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/792827/</link>
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			<title>Pins and Needles</title>
			<description>sometimes I put the needles in my arms to keep myself from cryingsometimes i put them through my arms to make sure that im not dyingsometimes I practice smiling just to prove im good at lying</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/792825/</link>
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			<title> The camel is dead and the straw is rotting </title>
			<description>Not really anything but i just needed to write it down... freewrite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/687110/</link>
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			<title>I got a scar that I'm proud of</title>
			<description>Scars. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/676053/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>rough start im working on. i like the imagery but its not really going anywhere. any ideas please feel free to share em</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/644634/</link>
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			<title>Tie me off</title>
			<description>if you read it, please let me know what you thought about it. thank you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/633362/</link>
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			<title>Father's Ballad</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/609333/</link>
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			<title>Virtual Touch</title>
			<description>can it still be touching if nothing is tangible?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/585602/</link>
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			<title>Wot you doin?</title>
			<description>written for the Accents contest.
English (cockney and proper)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/570253/</link>
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			<title>I like it when I bleed</title>
			<description>not something i'd normally write, but it is what it is i suppose</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/559421/</link>
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			<title>Sometimes</title>
			<description>When the fear gets the best of meWhen the hate steals whats left of meWhen silence is the enemy&amp;nbsp;I refuse to make a sound.Sometimes.When I cant stand to look at youWhen all i want is pain for youafter everything you put me throughI look at you and smileSometimes.When I let you near me&amp;nbsp;When ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/540228/</link>
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			<title>RockST*R</title>
			<description>finished finally. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/536519/</link>
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			<title>bloodlet</title>
			<description>bleed mebruise mecut mefuck mewhat else am i good formake me feel like a star</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/525774/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description> lyrics.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/512278/</link>
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			<title>Ayilliterate</title>
			<description>sometimes when i cant make my brain do what i want, this happens.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/509645/</link>
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			<title>I can pass for normal</title>
			<description>eh. i dont particularly like this one, but i wrote it so i thought i would include it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/501420/</link>
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			<title>My head under Alcohol</title>
			<description>The beginning of a spiral most likely leading down</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/495388/</link>
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			<title>Hipster Rant</title>
			<description>watch the video spoken version http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-icV4j8DeMgHELLO AMERICA,HELLO YOU MINDLESS F***S,HELLO YOU HIPSTERS,YOU SCENESTERS,HIDING BEHIND THE ILLUSION OF INDIVIDUALITY,THE FAUX REBELLION,THE DESPERATE NEED TO BE SEEN,IN THE SCENE,BY THE SCENE,DONT YOU REALIZE?MANUFACTURED UNIQU..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/493002/</link>
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			<title>Desires</title>
			<description>morals are social</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/490420/</link>
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			<title>Blame; Take Control</title>
			<description>Its That God You Dont Believe InIts That Family Youre LeavingThe Lies That You Arent SeeingWhen You Tell Them To YourselfAnd How Bout You?What The F**k Did You Do?Its Your Life Now Take ItHow Much Worse Will That Make It?You Say Who You Are Is Not YourselfSo Who's To Blame For Your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/483676/</link>
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			<title>Next Time, Make a Creative Mistake</title>
			<description>same boysame storyslightly worse&amp;nbsp;more perversesee I was drunkand you were fineyou put your body&amp;nbsp;against minekissed me softlyand then harderwhat do I do?you venture fartherthis isnt rightthis shouldnt happenoh s**t, my bra's unfastenedinternal panicthis is ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/482086/</link>
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			<title> Little Doll</title>
			<description>pretty little girlcharming little thingfrightened of her mindnever says a thingpretty little dollchild on displayyou will never hear her criesyou only see her playsuch a little actressshe will never tellsomething deep inside of hera darkness overwhelmspretty little dolljust..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/469839/</link>
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			<title>To my friend</title>
			<description>I can see the&amp;nbsp;road you're going downI've seen this all beforeI know the road you're going downI've been here beforeIt's my fault I brought you hereMaybe I thought you'd be strongerToo bad you're just as fucked as meAnd I cant really say I'm sorryBecause at least I'm not aloneM..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/457284/</link>
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			<title>My Fathers Response. </title>
			<description>my father found this website read my writing. i have a lot of stuff about him and related to him on here. i was kind of pissed he read it but i thought maybe it would help cuz he would know how i feel. i was wrong. hes back in jail. he left this on my com</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/457135/</link>
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			<title>STACY (aka high school hooker)</title>
			<description>WATCH THE FINISHED PRODUCT HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTQDMxxq72E
Stacy, the seemingly perfect girl with the perfect family, perfect friends, is living a lie.  A poor kid from the wrong side of town, she secretly sells her body in order to atte</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/455653/</link>
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			<title>Why should i call you African American if you still call me White?</title>
			<description>a rant and rambling on the stupidity of Political Correctness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/454157/</link>
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			<title>Stand-up routine 2.0</title>
			<description>my rough start to my first stand-up routine. when (if) i actually perform it, is going to rely heavily on timing and miming, so it might not read as that funny but PLEASE give me your opinion on it anyways. thank you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/453800/</link>
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			<title>Stand-up routine</title>
			<description>i want to go to an open mic night and try out stand up. im 18 and have never done it before but this is what i have written. im planning on just goofing around for a little while and improvising, but this is what i have basically. the last part is going t</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/452781/</link>
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			<title>444uuckcckinggggfggg psy*cccc(((chhhhhoooooo000 *)</title>
			<description>f**k this= i want more i cant be this good girl any longer i want to be bad i want to scare you i want those looks of pity of fear and concern and i want to laugh them off your face. my f*****g magic trick whod of guess id turn out this sick? i want to go down in a blaze of glory /everyone will know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/447339/</link>
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			<title>Jack </title>
			<description>What the hell did you do?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/446926/</link>
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			<title>Morbid Sex Appeal</title>
			<description>rebel rebel party party</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/445533/</link>
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			<title>YOU.</title>
			<description>You rip me down from that place you built for me.  I say something and you spit it back with deadly forceSome twisted wreckage of what it was.  You rip and shred and turn and slash and burn whatever intent I had. You see what you wanted in between your lies and your eyes and brutal tongue...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/444369/</link>
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			<title>Breathe a Stench of Self Decay</title>
			<description>Breathe a stench of self decayFalling down address the dayPaste a smile on your death maskNever realize what you lackYou&amp;nbsp;keep a hard grip on your drinkweaving lies so full of holesJust to watch them sinkYou laugh too loud, get in their faceThat threat of violence you can tasteDo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/442029/</link>
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			<title>Choke</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;willSmokeTo keepFrom ChokingICantCryIf I'mConstantly JokingIWantSome OtherKindof HurtI&amp;nbsp;CouldDealWith theBloodstainsOn a ShirtI&amp;nbsp;Dont&amp;nbsp;WantThisInner kindOf Torture&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;TakeOneHit&amp;nbsp;WhyCantI Make This bett..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/438871/</link>
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			<title>Follow Crooked Footsteps</title>
			<description>You aint got no f*****g sayThink you hold some f*****g sway?Cant really set a price to payif i turn out just like you&amp;nbsp;you took a hypocratic stand&amp;nbsp;with your tokens in your handbe not like i amwell if i was what could you do?&amp;nbsp;do you play the martyr or the fool?its ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/438300/</link>
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			<title>Crash</title>
			<description> can you gain the world and keep your soul intact?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/437715/</link>
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			<title>Hello Child</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hello childDo you know me?Do you recognize who I've become?I am unfamiliar to you, Child.Dont you know me yet?You will know me soon.You see like me.Security is running away from you, Girl.Innocence trailing just behindDont you know me?You feel like me.Is that your heart b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/435193/</link>
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			<title>Cancer: Letter to a disease</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Why would you take a girl who was nice, was good and was sweet?Why choose someone like her to defeat?Why her and not me?i dont understandwhy you've taken a motherfrom her child's young handwe miss her so muchwhy couldn't you see?we needed her hereespecially me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/435182/</link>
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			<title>Cancer's Ransom</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;wE hAve YoUR bODy. We aRe HoLDInG It AGainSt YouR wiLL. tHerE Is nOThinG &amp;nbsp;YoU cAn Do.ExpECTed paYMENt iS yOUr LiFe--- CanCEr</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/punkrooster1210/435180/</link>
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