http://slow.writerscafe.org/fuzzypajamas The original writings of author fuzzypajamas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043664 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i stand their with a knife in one hand and a towel in the other my hand shakes as i feel the cold tip of the knife slowly make one line then another my tears began to fall blood drips into the sink Turin it red every thing gets blurry im loosing&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1392356/ what if snow fell in fall instead of leaveswould it mean its a different seasonno it would still make it fall just fall would be when it snowswhat if birds thatfly instead of not flying wouldit mean its a different speciesno they would be birds that don't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1392222/ my mind is silver because it comes after gold my gut is gold my heart is dimond its just how it goes  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384150/ my mind is like a dark nightthat has no lights my past has the most but my future is not bright like most i might make it out of high school get a job and live alone but i have no dream my mind hides them all before i get to know my dream my mind goes from one thin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384147/ i have been thinking about how i have became me am i who i am by my dark thoughts or because unforgiving heartmy lost thoughts or my peace of mind or how i am because i am or there no way to describehow i became me or how you became youmaybe we were always selves a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384146/ Death is apart of lifepeople come people gomost people fear death but not death its self but the thought of leaving their loved ones behind and the only place they knewand the thought of what will happen when they are gone so the death isn't the fear not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384145/ hate hate hate its a very strong word but deep inside its not hate is loveand before you find the love its confusion and before confusion is anger but you have to get over hate before you find anger and after you get over it you start to see your mistakes witc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384143/ i was a forgotten childi was left alone beaten and bruised not cared for just left in the dust when i was old enoughi left home found a new place where i wasn't forgotten but one day i was people started calling me names i just ignored till.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384124/ how i talk how i write how i workhow i love how i type its my way as long asi like howi do things thats all that matters  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384117/ My smiles are fake My heart is broken My eyes rain My hands shake My blood drops My feet jump MY eyes stopMy hands stopMy heart stops My fake smiles are no more  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384092/ I stand on the edge one foot on one foot offthe temptation of the jump is callingmy heart says jump but my mind says dream a better life where i,m not sick i'm fine I held on until i could no more I gave in and jumped http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384088/ A scar a cut a scratchTear streaked face no one caressleepless nights bloody nights dip drop drip drop one bloody body laying cold,stiff,stillA beatless heart words didn't work words failed Is it her fault that no one cared  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fuzzypajamas/1384084/