http://slow.writerscafe.org/Maaadsky The original writings of author Madeline Derujinsky en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775467050 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the end I’m still Blair f*****g Waldorf and she’s Vanessa. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561964/ All I will remember you as is one of the confused little boyswho I so foolishly thought could take care of my tiny glass heart,but you too dropped it.It had already been put back together so many times that the pieces were so small,so hard to put back in place again.I’m pretty sure there are s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561962/ When you dumped me it wasn’t just you.Everyone else dumped me too,and that f*****g sucked.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561924/ Anonymous1: "I love you"Anonymous2: "I love you more, I always knew that was true." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561908/ We had such a special thing.I thought what we had was specialBut she was more special to you than I ever was. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561904/ I was the type of girlfriend to pack a gorgeous lunch with expensive sparkling drinks and take you to the place I go to get away from the world.I was the type of girlfriend to walk miles to get to your house at 8am to wake you up with kisses.I was the type of girlfriend to shower you in letters of m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561901/ I'm not sure where this will go but I have been collecting these little bits all under the category "A Letter I'll Never Write to My Ex" so we're just gonna go with it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561898/ Sometimes I feel like my whole life has just been a ballot box of big dreams.I think of something I want to do and file it off somewhere.I realize one day I’m going to have to open the box and tally the votes on what I have dreamt of the most.but do I have to open it up at 17?Do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561894/ He was the kind of boyto be up and thinking about you at 3ambut instead of pleasuring himselfhe wrote poems abouthow your cheeks look pretty when the sun sets. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561889/ The way you are is so strange.and the way to make me feel is unsettling.You are so beautiful, but so sharp and cold.playful but in the worst ways,games for children and the broken hearted.I have been broken for too longand I can’t spend my time purposely breaking myself to get to know you.I wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1561885/ A few thoughts on the concept of love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1365865/ we dance across the stage in many colorscostumes filled with flawless personasunmasked the uglyshe makes mistakesbut humanity is made of sinnerswho made you the minister?the one to blame?apologies to those who she hurt.she's still on the top of everybody's hit listwhy?they're not even hawks, they do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1331903/ Published in the Anthology of Poetry by Young Americans. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1330922/ Everything closes in tight around my brain. Aneurism .Every part of me wants to escape.Flood over my cheek bones like waterfalls. Alone with misrepresentation as my only friend. Failure.No matter the effort.Martyr.Kiss them goodbye Lost in a cloud of smoke.Bitter.Inhaling all t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1309616/ I sit here stomach in knot, swallowing shards of glass.reject me; let me fall to pieces.I keep saying I've let go, the more i say itthe more I hope it will convince me. But then I think of you...the intimate times, the family times, the you and me timesI can't stop the tears its a natural react.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1285156/ There is something about winter, the way it wraps around you like a blanket.It makes all the people around you warmer and more useful.It makes the sweets sweeter and the savory left for saving.It makes me miss the family i never had and need the people that tend to leave.Instead I rely on cashmere s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1285155/ Rose a teenage girl who learns there is more to being a teenager than school, and being in love, and being an actress. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1271448/ My heart is three months behind,my body is in the present,and my mind is 3 months ahead.Flowing day by day the ghost of your presence walks down the hallway.I try to you ignore. You're fed up but I was crushed.Guilty of hurting someone but continues to hurt.I prayed for rain to wash aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1256902/ Cinnamon eyes he said, but i think they look like beer. like a dark ale when you put it up to the sunlight. skin not sweet like coffee and milk, but lukewarm like lake water. something people love when they are in the darkbut when they wake up the next morning its nothing but word vomit."I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1239161/ Silent: After you have pushed every button and broken me down to so little that if I say anything it will only be disastrous. Raising: After you have pushed every button and broken me down to so little that cant even speak. I cant help it if I get a little louder because you a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1234806/ Memories of us play like a movie. The secrets we shared, all those moments we had together. That one road trip, where I hung my feet out the window and would fall asleep to us singing crappy pop music. The times I would drive and you would scream at me to not go so fast. That week th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1230797/ Jeans dont fit sometimes,jeans are meant for a pair of legs but when you want to fit more in themthere is always some part left out.The other part try’s their hardest to fit somewhere elselike a shoe, or a top.But somehow it just doesn’t, it fits nowhere.The p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1228964/ Love can turn to hate so quickly, the feelings changing in the blink of an eye. You think the crushing came when you walked out the door, but it really arrived when you kept walking. You are simply just another blockade in the hallway that I have to push around. I turn a corner only .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1228963/   Its one of those beautiful summer days when things were looking up. He had just become a licensed driver earlier in the day and came over to finish his script. He’s writing a comedy this time, with actual words! Wow. I felt good I was wearing a new black dress and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1220398/ I knew that it was fading when you said the first “I know.” You were slowly breaking my heart for what felt like ages. You made sorry excuses for feelings you couldn't understand. Break. We hardly spoke, and when we did it was nothing but awkward hellos and goodnights. I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1219867/ She says I love you for the first time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1214438/ I’m tired, its not really the school on grand avenue I’m tired of though,I’m tired of school. The small mindedness of these immature beings that surround me for ten hours a day. I cant wait to get out, to move on. Marissa says it’s not just me, there are other.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1214124/ Nearly 2,200 miles. So far yet your love so close.I long for the touch of your lips against mine,Your rough fingertips tracing the outline of my curves.Our minds, our souls connected.But our bodies nearly 2,200 miles apart.I miss you my love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1214123/ awhile back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1213821/ The first time we kissed I initiated it, I think you were nervous. If we kissed that made us cliché, but it made us real, the typical first date. I leaned in slowly hoping for permission but it wasn't granted, and that was okay, but then you let me in. Our lips pressed togethe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1213782/ 7-28-2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maaadsky/1213754/