<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>Maladroite | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/janssensF</link>
		<description>The original writings of author Maladroite</description>
		<language>en-us</language>
		<copyright>Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org</copyright>
		<lastBuildDate>1776064806</lastBuildDate>
		<generator>WritersCafe.org RSS Generator</generator>
		<ttl>15</ttl>
		<item>
			<title>Epilogue</title>
			<description>Epilogue of 'truthful lies'. English is not my mother tongue so if I made any grammatical mistakes, please tell me. And let me know what you thought of it too!</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1605469/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Thruthful lies</title>
			<description></description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1605468/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Wachten</title>
			<description>duthch poem</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1496168/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>There is beauty in breaking down</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s like once you&amp;rsquo;ve been hurt the pain doesn&amp;rsquo;t leave. It&amp;rsquo;s that sort of pain that you know you will not recover from. Because you know that somewhere, deep down a piece of you is missing. It has been since a very long time actually, but your mind kept filling it up with the..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1442843/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Future me</title>
			<description>Someone on tumblr asked me what I would tell my future self, so yeah here I am sharing this with all of you.</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1418837/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Belonging</title>
			<description>I fell inloveWith theone whoHeard thewords I saidAndunderstood the onesI didn&amp;rsquo;t.My biggestregretIsbelonging to himBefore Iever learntTo belongto myself.I keeptelling myselfit&amp;rsquo;s okayto be alone;butsometimes I find mysel..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1388146/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>scattered far and wide</title>
			<description>You said you didn't care that i was broken,that you would pick up the piecesand put them back together.but little did you know&amp;nbsp;that you would cut yourself&amp;nbsp;on the sharp edges.My heart is still a broken mirrorthe pieces are scattered far and widebut when you look close you're still in it.</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1387246/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Craving words</title>
			<description>I try to write aboutThe painYou gave meTo remind meI survived.I try towrite about youbutrecently,I can&amp;rsquo;tseem finish it.Maybe becauseI fell in love with a poet before Ifell in love with poetry.</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1380401/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>drowning into nothingness</title>
			<description>I thought you were the oneKeeping me aliveKeeping my head above the waterWhile I was drowning.I thought you were the one,Throwing me a lifebuoy,Keeping my head above the water,While I was drowning.&amp;nbsp;You told me you were thereIf I ever needed youAnd I believed youBecause you were the oneKeeping m..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1376674/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>truthful lies</title>
			<description>It isn&amp;rsquo;t all true what they say&amp;nbsp; Because what didn&amp;rsquo;t kill me&amp;nbsp;		did not make me strongerIt just gave me all these stupid feelings			I write about in poemsBut with no one left to read them to.</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1376659/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>1. Maybe Our goodbye forgot to end</title>
			<description>read chapter 0 first</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1373167/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Empty spaces</title>
			<description>0. We were happy. Then Lifehappened&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;&amp;ldquo;At 19, Iread a sentence that re-terraformed my head: &amp;lsquo;The level of matter in theuniverse has been constant since the Big Bang.&amp;rsquo; In all the aeons we have lostnothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, ..</description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1371760/</link>
		</item>
		<item>
			<title>Hell is every inch seperating us</title>
			<description></description>
			<image></image>
			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/janssensF/1371725/</link>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>