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		<description>The original writings of author Abby L. </description>
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			<title>Slipping through my fingers</title>
			<description>time keeps on slippin', slippin'...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2070083/</link>
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			<title>i hope its for my own good</title>
			<description>i hope its for my own goodwhen i see you i want to crywhen i watch you i want to dieand i know i chose this pathand i know it may not lastbut i&amp;rsquo;d rather keep that gapthen just talk to you and tryplease don&amp;rsquo;t be confusedyou know i&amp;rsquo;ve been abuseddon&amp;rs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2059556/</link>
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			<title>sometimes i'm really small</title>
			<description>sometimes i'm really smallsometimes i&amp;rsquo;m really smalllike my little heart can&amp;rsquo;t touch you at alland i think the beating could just stopand i don&amp;rsquo;t know if your thoughts could dropto my small little level of hurti feel my body shrinking through my shirti reall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2059014/</link>
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			<title>i can't breathe</title>
			<description>i can&amp;rsquo;t breathei feel the itching need to kill the flowers you so kindlygrew for me because the sweet songs they sing are simply rhetoric to makeme feel ok and although sometimes i think they&amp;rsquo;re pretty, at night i amawoken by their quiet mockerythey're an infectious..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2056639/</link>
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			<title>The flowers you sent me</title>
			<description>the flowers are drowned.I watered them too much.those flowers you sent me, their petals are so softI don&amp;rsquo;t know exactly where I put themwhere did I put themoh its time to water those flowers againbecause I love the flowers you sent meTheir petals are so soft</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2056632/</link>
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			<title>Absent Minded</title>
			<description>The definition of broken</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/2055425/</link>
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			<title>Why Can't I Be Pretty?</title>
			<description>Words cannot begin to describe the sadness I am feeling right now. I have to say, as a &amp;ldquo;big&amp;rdquo; teenage girl I can&amp;rsquo;t get over the fact that some people don&amp;rsquo;t get it through their minds. You see, I didn&amp;rsquo;t even notice my size until a boy in sixth grade told me about it. I di..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1969408/</link>
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			<title>An Undrunken Glass of Milk</title>
			<description>Since when did her opinion become mixed up with your rules and dictationsWhat good is an ear if it never receives the words said?The mouth seems to do a good job of being louder than the phrases pledAnd when did her existence become an uneaten piece of bread?Her heart breaks with every ins..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1743339/</link>
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			<title>The Demon's Song</title>
			<description>One day I decided to skip classand take a walk along a passTo escape the villain massOne day I decided to skip classI saw a sight I never seethe big bad bully out for teaNow I know I should fleeI saw a sight I never seeHe was singing songs of pain and sorrowapparently I never g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1733025/</link>
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			<title>Brick Wall of Puzzles</title>
			<description>People are so confusing&amp;hellip;?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1729885/</link>
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			<title>I Want a Garden</title>
			<description>&quot;While you only see the seed within you, I see the flower blooming&quot; -Kapiel Racy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1726964/</link>
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			<title>Being that person</title>
			<description>I'm sorry&amp;hellip;.. Sorta&amp;hellip;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1725630/</link>
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			<title>She is Weak, but I am.</title>
			<description>She is weak. &amp;nbsp;Her friends look up to her, she is called the peace-keeper, and she is extremely defensive when someone tries to help her.&amp;nbsp;Alas, she is weak.She has a group of friends that she sticks with, but she is respected by most students.&amp;nbsp;Her friends know her life story, e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1722709/</link>
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			<title>What is living?</title>
			<description>The fictional story that describes my thoughts on life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1722361/</link>
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			<title>A Perfect Doll</title>
			<description>::Nothing's like it seems::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1722348/</link>
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			<title>My Life Story : Embarrassing Crap That I Don't Like to Admit</title>
			<description>::Check out the My Life Story Contest!::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1700235/</link>
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			<title>Small Hands</title>
			<description>In the eyes of a child you will see the world as it should be.   - Unknown</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1700172/</link>
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			<title>Couldn't Say</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo;I knew it. Expecting it. Gun shot. Hot face. Burning eyes. Always rejected. Nothing ever works.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s ok.&amp;rdquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not ok. Don&amp;rsquo;t want pity. Act Strong. Pretend. Hold it in. Tight Chest. Stomach hurts. Mouth dry.&amp;ldquo;I hope you ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1698017/</link>
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			<title>Music</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1678842/</link>
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			<title>I Know you'll Never See This</title>
			<description>::I wish I could rap, if I could, I would rap this::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1676059/</link>
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			<title>Perspective</title>
			<description>::What is Good? What is Bad?::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1659924/</link>
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			<title>No Answers I Get</title>
			<description>::&quot;Goodbye... I know the mature thing to do is to tell you you'll be missed, and then get used to having you gone.&quot; -Wallpapers.com::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1654277/</link>
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			<title>Magic</title>
			<description>::First Story::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1649963/</link>
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			<title>Its Okay, It's All Okay - Just Smile</title>
			<description>::EVERYONE has problems. EVERYONE cries. Don't ridicule the ones who pretend their perfect, because they just don't want to cause any pain to EVERYONE else::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1649318/</link>
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			<title>Rains That No One Cares</title>
			<description>::Do not be fooled by the title, its about me not being able to think::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1647082/</link>
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			<title>Wallflowers</title>
			<description>::Being Sad::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1646089/</link>
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			<title>By A Scare Falling Out</title>
			<description>Falling in love is hard, falling out of love is harder</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1637642/</link>
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			<title>Gold</title>
			<description>Beauty -
A word that is trying to describe something that cannot be described</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1633481/</link>
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			<title>What You Thought; Is It My Concern?</title>
			<description>So, you thought that?You thought that you could humiliate me?Treat me like a little gnat?But now you are the one that is weeI can&amp;rsquo;t express to you the red I feelYou told me we were friendsFriends until the endWhen I hadn&amp;rsquo;t a need to concealI was there for youWhen yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1631184/</link>
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			<title>That Sensation to Come</title>
			<description>Ok it's like a poem, but not...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1628111/</link>
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			<title>Colors of Love</title>
			<description>::Kind of Self-Explanitory::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1627129/</link>
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			<title>The Green Grass Meadow</title>
			<description>This is a thinker. Use your brain!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1625221/</link>
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			<title>My Dear Little Caterpillar</title>
			<description>::All in the Father's point of view::</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1624156/</link>
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			<title>The River of Life</title>
			<description>...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1624069/</link>
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			<title>Her Heart</title>
			<description>It's about a girl in depression and how she is feeling, basically&amp;hellip;
Made for a contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1624059/</link>
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			<title>The Girl From the River</title>
			<description>Poem about girls, who aren't always what they seem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abbyisnotok/1624045/</link>
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