http://slow.writerscafe.org/Thescientistista The original writings of author Thescientista en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036095 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I used to be someone great.I looked up to me.And you did.We all did.As a man preaches the word to me,I look past him.He sees the deep pools of sorrow in me.He reads me so fine and well,but what does he know?I used to be someone with out fear.Now I'm scared to even remember me.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1594692/ A story about Basorexia. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1591903/ I have never been one to do things usual,wet down and reusablestraight up delusional,sometimes confusing all,middle finger useable.So juvenile.I'm pretty sure I won't conform,your judgements,take that to the dorms,forget your typic-ally norm,currently uploading porn.You'll .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589784/ Enter Summer! Hi how you doin?Nice to see you again.But, Ummmcan you perhaps bring backthe man,whose face was not tan,a mysterious lad.No two o'clock shadowNo stubbleNo fuzz.Just winter in handand oh my bearded man.I miss him.Stupid solstice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589782/ Don't let me go,because I will not fly back to youWhen it's over,I'm done, fenito,no mas .Keep pushingand that self fulfilling prophecy will ring loud and true in your ears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589779/ I finally said the words aloud.The taste of my breath, before hitting the air turned cold."I'm over you."The sound of my voice.A deep crescendo, with a side of gratificationmade my senses explode.The four chambers of my heart,working for each other again,pumps a rich warm blood.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589778/ I love anything that has to do with the moon, Sun, and stars. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589776/ I dreamt of you in honey dew,with indigo hues covered in sapphire blues.A splash of moss dripping in Jades too,I've come back to my sensational view...As I walked to you,your high green limbs moved with me.Your path covered in old dream leaves,so the crackle of my foot steps reveal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589772/ My greatness is so premature and ahead of it's timefrom being born sooner than expected.My body is only great becauseit bares the proof of a warrior,and has salvaged the marks after granting life.Again and again.I have a great laugh.It was handed down to me by his graciousness,so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thescientistista/1589689/