http://slow.writerscafe.org/kv53 The original writings of author Karter Vaugn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073796 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The day was here, Armando's 35th birthday. A day that I had been selfishly looking forward to for quite some time. It had been a rough couple of months and I was excited to be able to let off some steam and see "the crew". I got up early, got a nice workout in and headed to the ballroom to set up fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2926222/ Gameday. Third one in a row of this homestand. The team wasn't doing well so rather than excitement all I could feel was exhaustion. Alarm goes off at 5:15am...I hit snooze until 5:25 then its shower, gym, tan, get "gameday ready" drive 40 minutes to the office, morning meetings, afternoon rehearsal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2925937/ It's been 4 days. Four days since you turned everything upside down, four days since my heart that I was starting to think was so solid shattered, 4 days since you left me in shambles in a parking lot unwilling to talk to me or fix things, 4 days since you walked away from me....from us. four days s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2782769/ Sitting in the back bay at work because I cant go more than 30 minutes without getting in my head and crying. I wish I could go home turn on some sad music, cry it out, take a nap and move on. I actually wish I could go to YOU, and let you hug the pieces of me back together. The roller coaster has b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2778573/ 6th floor, on the way up. As the elevator rose my blood pressure did the same. It came to a halt and the doors opened. Here I go. I walked down the hall trying to watch my pace. As much as I wanted to hurry up and get to my destination I was nervous and wanted to take my time to Allowing myself to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2763482/ Dear Ricky,Or I guess I should say John. As I think I have mentioned to you before, writing has been an enormous outlet for me. Sad? I write, Happy? I write, In love? I write. Right now I'm hurting and this is all I can do to try and release some of that. As stupid and immature as it may be my heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2763361/ I had the night off and there was no where to go. We were in the middle of a blizzard and it was the night before Christmas eve. Friends were all with their families and I was stuck in the most dangerous place of all; alone with my thoughts. I stopped at a family owned bar where I knew the whole sta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2760788/ The day was here, The fifth annual company Christmas party. A day that I had been looking forward to for quite some time. It had been a rough couple of months and I was excited to be able to let off some steam. I got up early, got a nice workout in and headed to the ballroom to help set up. As I app.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2760524/ Before I moved to Colorado a good friend of mine gave me a letter and made me read it after we had said our goodbyes. As I read the handwritten confession I couldn't help but tear up. How could I have not known this. What did I do to make him feel this way. Did I lead him on? Since the feelings aren.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2760135/ It was 5:30; I was off at 6:00. Only a half an hour longer Igot to spend with him. He made me nervous and excited all at the same time. As much as I hated my job I didn't want to leave.  He sat to my right across a large long desk ; one empty chairan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2073138/ As I sit here alone I keep hearing this soft voice asking methe same gut wrenching question over and over again. I don’t know the answer soI try to tune her out. She’s gentle and sad but cuts me viciously like a razorblade. It’s a familiar nagging voice that I’ve he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2073104/ It’s raining out. I’m sitting at workgoing out of my mind. It’s actually been pretty steady this morning yet I’mfinding myself board and in misery. It’s possible that it’s the weather, couldbe that this job doesn’t stimulate me WHAT SO EVER. Its br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2071768/ A collection of love stories that melt both your heart,and your panties. An escape from reality that will make even the pages blush. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2071765/ One day closer to ending it all I use to cower down but now I feel tallthe control is in my hands I hold the key nothing in the world has power over me Finger on the trigger, hand on the capjust one step closer to that eternal nap You no longer have a hold on me it's all in my care life Is but a lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2067676/ Love me a little louder today, I hurt and I don’t know why I say I’m fine but I’m losing my mind, I’m barely getting byHug me a little tighter today please make the worlddisappear There’s nothing you can say or do please just let me layhere I&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2039801/ Its raining out. Im sitting at work going out of my mind. Itsactually been pretty steady this morning yet I’m finding myself board and inmisery. Its possible that it’s the weather, could be that this job doesn’t stimulateme WHAT SO EVER. Its brainless busy work that is fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2038245/ Caught in a world in between him and you The sky is green and the grass is blue Nothing feels right and theres nothing I can do Caught in this parallel in between him and you When Im with him thoughts of you fill my headwhen Im around you I feel I should be with him instead.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2038028/ Saturday night, we went to Santos’ for the fight. Cosgrovewas there, we watched it in santos’ basement, it was actually a good fight Iwas having a good time. I really like hanging out with them. but don’t tellthem that lol  Then Santos busted out abaggy of coke. Of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2036245/ Hello, its me again; and I want to be me again I want to be the person I was before the world made me who I am I want to love without fear and believe without hesitation I want to look in the mirror and feel love and adoration I miss liking who I am I miss being who I feel I miss feeling alive and f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2028929/ A light bulb went off this morning. I’m sitting here hatingmy job, hating my life, yearning for inspiration and opportunity. When I’m hereI’m not really here. I don’t have a passion or even an appreciation forinsurance. When I sit here at work I I try to occupy my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2028927/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2028926/ You broke my heart, and split it in two One piece for him and a piece for you Cracked right down the middle to deep to repair hundreds of miles away, yet your still everywhere My future is in his hands, he’s my balance and my rock Yet sometimes I get lonely and long to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2028721/ The feelings slipped out, let me stuff them back in; let melock them away for good You introduced me to a part of me that I missed like onlyyou ever could Let me stand here listening to you talk about her while Iact like I’m doing just fine Let me put on the front and try.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2027961/ Excuse me if I don’t look at you when you talk to me. I don’twant to fall into your eyes Ill get lost in the memories of my love for you andswallowed up by the many goodbyes I’m sorry that I have to turn away I cant stand to feel yourstrong embrace I cant be i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2027956/ I never wanted to be your door mattsomething you walk through to get to greener grassI was your easy rebound, you were forever my incomplete passI always wanted more Matt, I never wanted to see you goI wanted to chase our dreams together until we found the end of that rainbow This was all befor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2023592/ One pill two pills threes pill drop. On the bathroom floor so I can pop. just a few more pills so the pain will stop 4 pills 5 pills 6pills mop. up all my tears that hurt to shed my chest is tight and my eyes are red It's clear to see I’m better off dead 7 pills 8 pills too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2009010/ I may not be beautiful to you, but i still deserve to feel pretty I may just be omaha Nebraska, but you should make me feel like new york city. All the makeup and hair dye and starving myself will never do any good You make me want to just give up and I guess I probably should http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2009008/ I dont feel it like I use to. I wish to God I could. I know it makes you angry, and I know it probably should. Its not your fault It happened and you shouldnt be the one to blame. He took away so much of me, and I was just a piece of his game. I want to be "crazy" I want to be wild, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2009007/ I gave you my heart you gave my a black eye....butterfly stitches and wondering why I longed to feel your kiss but all I got was your dashboard before I curled down in a ball at the bottom of your blue ford You had my love my devotion my trust my all, even after the first time you through me into.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kv53/2009003/ I guess you’ll always have a hold on me no matter how much time passes by I’m sure you’ll be imprinted on my heart until the day that I die Maybe this  break was good otherwise would I have ever been able to move on? 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