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		<description>The original writings of author Vanessa</description>
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			<title>In the city</title>
			<description>come with medon't worry about what you wear or about your hairor how your makeup looks.&amp;nbsp;we'll drive down the streets of the cityseeing the sights, watching the lights, and slowly fall in love in the city.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1399465/</link>
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			<title>Chapter one- Darcy</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My parents held out the two small pills. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ew. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They gave me a glass of semi-filtered water and I swallowed the sour tasting pills down. I could feel the medicine coursing through my veins, and soon enough, I couldn't see. Wrapping me in her arms, my mother gave m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1399091/</link>
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			<title>Blind</title>
			<description>So lets get one thing across.
Kids under the age of 18 are NOT allowed to see what's behind the walls. 
Under any and every circumstance(s).
Because if they do, so called 'chaos' will start. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1399086/</link>
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			<title>she came along.</title>
			<description>my best guy friend just got a new girlfriend and he doesn't talk to me anymore. :( so this is just my thoughts on what's going on right now. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1399083/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye.</title>
			<description>goodbye. like a withered petal ofa rose. like a deadbranch ona tree. you are no longer mine, yet you have take a partof me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398757/</link>
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			<title>lets run away.</title>
			<description>lets just f*****g run away. together, with no one else to stop us.far away, some place where no one else will find us. that way, we can finally be at peace.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398756/</link>
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			<title>real.</title>
			<description>idk I was just thinking about someone and this came to my head. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398752/</link>
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			<title>We are all equal. </title>
			<description>listen to me.if you are a girl who likes girls, or a guy who likes guys, or maybe you like both, or neither, or you don't have a preference, or you like the opposite gender, you are still worth it. we are all equal.loving who you choose to love is not a f*****g sin. if anyone tells you otherwise, te..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398747/</link>
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			<title>You.</title>
			<description>We're on this little planet orbiting a starin a galaxy filled with billions of other starswith their own solar systems and theres hundreds of billions of other galaxies in this massive universe and all I care about is you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398210/</link>
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			<title>Irrelevant</title>
			<description>Why the f**k do I feel like people will be okay with who I am because every f*****g time I do anything or say somethingor give my opinionand maybe I'm actually proud of myself for oncesomeone tells me its dumbor not good enoughbecause obviously I'm irrelevant to everyoneI don't f*****g matter &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398202/</link>
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			<title>Wishful thinking</title>
			<description>I'm not sure why I assumed you'd be thereI mean you never were beforebut my thinking at night isn't always badsometimes its hopefulwishful thinking maybe they'll accept itmaybe everything will go right for once but why do I bother if everything I do is wrong to youyou claim to be there whenever I ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kellvane/1398200/</link>
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			<title>Full</title>
			<description>You filled up my lungsLike the cigarettes I remember you used to smoke I hated the smellBut I delt with it because I loved youI gave you my allBut she gave you betterI tried my best to make you happyBut she is better Now she can be the one to be filled up by you</description>
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