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		<title>victoria | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author victoria</description>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>He's all I think about I cant help it and no one understands&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I cant say no to him I cant stay away from him its exhausting cause I don't want to feel this way about him and I've made that very clear but I just cant resist him he's like my own personal drug. and it sucks cause he kno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/2770823/</link>
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			<title>Heart break</title>
			<description>I feel like I break my own heart.Because I fall in love with the wrong people.I give them my all and I just get f**k all.I fall for the ones who I think will hurt me.Then I am surprised when they do.I give people everything,Chance after chance,maybe I deserve it,&amp;nbsp;but it f*****g hurts so much.I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1967655/</link>
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			<title>Jealousy</title>
			<description>I am jealous of her.The way she walks around with her head high,while I slouch with my hood up.&amp;nbsp;I am jealous of her clear wrist,while mine is scattered.The jealousy makes me hate her,though I do not want to,&amp;nbsp;She is my best friend after all.&amp;nbsp;Jealousy haunts me though.Every time I hang ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1866559/</link>
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			<title>bottle of pills</title>
			<description>Walking around everyday,It gets painful.Because, honestlyi don't want to be alive.the pain i feel everyday.Is unbearable.Trying to deal with it is impossible.I look to my blade.&amp;nbsp;I make deep cuts up and down my arm.&amp;nbsp;So many times i wish to die.I can't take it anymore.I'm screaming,but it's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1855985/</link>
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			<title>pen pal</title>
			<description>Is anyone interested in being like an anonymous pen pal with email or something i am going through some tough times and have no one. &amp;nbsp;dm me if so</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1855971/</link>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>Every time I see her my smile brightens.She makes me so happy whenever I`m around her.Her eyes are dancers that sparkle when she is happy.But to her she probably only sees me as her friend.Besides i should`nt get my hopes up,i mean she might not like girls the way i do.Since i am a girl and she is,t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1770795/</link>
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			<title>the day</title>
			<description>April 28th thursdayon a couch</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1769855/</link>
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			<title>leaving</title>
			<description>Everyone is leaving me.through death,through text messages.&amp;nbsp;telling me i no longer matter to them.i just need someone to tell me a reason why i shouldn't leave...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1741314/</link>
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			<title>music</title>
			<description>Music makes me deaf to the negative around me.It has saved me.Sure it may be screaming but it's still beautiful.Music brings me joy.I can't even express how happy it makes me.Sometimes i get so happy i can't stop smiling.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1734251/</link>
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			<title>proud</title>
			<description>I am a girl.I like other girls.Being who i am is okay.So for that i am proud to say i am a lesbian.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1732503/</link>
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			<title>boogey man</title>
			<description>There he is,stalking me.Reminding me that he is capable of hurting me.The memories are constant.They never stop.My brother hurt me in a way i can't describe.He is a pervert.He is there,in the shadows.Never leaving.He is waiting till i'm alone and am off guard.He haunts me everyday and night.I turn a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1708925/</link>
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			<title>why</title>
			<description>I hate myself.i look in the mirror,i hate what i see.why?i hate my eyes,my skin,my face,&amp;nbsp;my weight.I hate my life.I just wanna die.And end it all here.Why?Because i'm useless,i'm ugly,fat,&amp;nbsp;not worth it.Why?&amp;nbsp;I don't know&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1661059/</link>
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			<title>scars</title>
			<description>Scars scatter my wrist.Blood covers the blade.The blade controls my mind.The cuts split open.My cries are ignored.My arm throbs.My tears fall,my sobs are muffled.My soul is dark and empty.my heart is broken.My innocence was stolen.The life I once lived is long gone.The little girl I once was is shat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1638946/</link>
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			<title>disapointment</title>
			<description>You hurt me but it made me more strong.What you did to me was wrong.I'll never forget the fear you made me feel.Think about what you were about to steal.I was screaming,Hoping I was only dreaming.That night ruined my life today.That memory is horrid but it&amp;nbsp;is here to stay.You ruined the innocen..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1567217/</link>
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			<title>brutal truth</title>
			<description>Slash,slash,slash.She can't stop.Slice,slice,slice,her arm is gushing blood.she doesn't feel it though.Cut,cut,cut.Both her arm are covered in red.Tears falling down her face.Sob,sob,sob.She whispers for her sister.She calls out.Help,help,help.The girls sister comes in.She gasps at the sight of her ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1549764/</link>
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			<title>Help part 2</title>
			<description>She is gone.She asked for help but you ignored her.You called her a attention w***e.&amp;nbsp;Why?&amp;nbsp;Nobody helped her so the demons decided to take control.Filling her mind with thoughts that made her mind even darker.Telling her she was worthless.She knew you heard her cry for help.She also knew yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1540779/</link>
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			<title>help</title>
			<description>The tears kept comingas she felt her arm numbingshe fell down the holedemons eating her souleven though shes the one who let them ininto her body, so tiny and thinas she continued to fall&amp;nbsp;she let out a callwhy didn't you help when she asked for itnow she's stuck in a pitshe asked for help but y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1438165/</link>
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			<title>alone</title>
			<description>She feels alone everydaybut yet she decides to stayshe sits in the corner blade in hand&amp;nbsp;she pushed the blade in her arm and it sank like sandjust one more she saidbut one turned to more till her arm was covered in redbut her pain didn't stopthe tears started to dropas she thought of option twos..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1438148/</link>
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			<title>my drug</title>
			<description>cutting is my drugall i really need is a hug&amp;nbsp;ya so i slit my arm&amp;nbsp;i don't think of it as self-harmcutting helps meif you cut you would agreeit erases all my sadnessthats all i have to confess</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1438145/</link>
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			<title>no more hope</title>
			<description>She had no hopeand cutting was her only way to copeher hope was washed awaywith the things you said to her everydayno one knew she held sadness withinshe had hope that she could winbut that little hope disapeared&amp;nbsp;she was useless just as she feared&amp;nbsp;she knew she had no more hopeso, she ended..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1438143/</link>
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			<title>you can't stop me</title>
			<description>&quot;Please stop,&quot; you pleadas I let my arm bleed.I hear you banging on the door&amp;nbsp;and I see my blood on the floor.I hear you struggling with the door knobI let out a sob.I hear you saying &quot;don't do it, don't do it&quot;,as I look at the skin I split&quot;please don't, please don't&quot;, is all you saidas I contin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/secret_angel/1437528/</link>
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