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			<title>You are not bad</title>
			<description>We are not bad </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3129682/</link>
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			<title>Once </title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know when or how my innocence was taken but I know it was too soon. Everyone deserves the grace of innocence. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3129679/</link>
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			<title>Stop Traveling</title>
			<description>This is the same as the traveling poem but with commentary as if it were coming from my head during the drive into the painful relationship. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3128022/</link>
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			<title>Traveling </title>
			<description>When you get trapped in the head of someone so wrong, willingly so. Fighting the obstacles, knowing you should turn back but you can&amp;rsquo;t let go. It happens over and over again. You&amp;rsquo;re stuck now though.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3127723/</link>
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			<title>Is this love? </title>
			<description>I hope this isn&amp;rsquo;t love </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3126538/</link>
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			<title>I&amp;rsquo;m not beautiful</title>
			<description>Don&amp;rsquo;t call me beautiful When you can&amp;rsquo;t see what&amp;rsquo;s inside I would never invite you toDon&amp;rsquo;t take a look into my mindYou are not damned enough to see my sinPlease I ask that you be sparedFor this is eternally how I&amp;rsquo;m written </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3126153/</link>
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			<title>You don&amp;rsquo;t love me</title>
			<description>Something small </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3126150/</link>
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			<title>When I Found You</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s a story about how I met someone who I thought was the love of my life but destroyed me. In the form of a poem. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3126145/</link>
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			<title>A narcissist with a guitar </title>
			<description>This was a message I sent to my ex boyfriend. The title is because he was a guitarist in a band lol and I&amp;rsquo;m no psychologist but he&amp;rsquo;s a text book narcissist. And unfortunately I still love him. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/3122955/</link>
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			<title>You don&amp;rsquo;t know you</title>
			<description>This is about someone I thought I knew. I don&amp;rsquo;t know them at all. And I can&amp;rsquo;t explain how you can be in love with a stranger. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/2948622/</link>
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			<title>Hear me</title>
			<description>When the person you loved broke your heart time after time and the only thing left is pure anger because the sadness has been exhausted. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/2948621/</link>
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			<title>Daddy issues</title>
			<description>DADDY ISSUESi talk the indifference&amp;nbsp;i resemble the indifference&amp;nbsp;i act the indifference&amp;nbsp;i walk the indifference&amp;nbsp;i am the indifference&amp;nbsp;i f*****g reek of the indifference&amp;nbsp;a figure i adore doesn't give me the time of day or an open doora mother tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/1852929/</link>
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			<title>Good </title>
			<description>why can't i be good&amp;nbsp;blaming everyone for my despairi am despicable, smaller than a piece of rodent hair &amp;nbsp; (funny or bad humor from me?)never imagined i would&amp;nbsp;but came to realize&amp;nbsp;CRUDim a messi can never be good&amp;nbsp;always badno&amp;nbsp;infact I'm lessnot only awful but a wrecking b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/1852901/</link>
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			<title>Damn love </title>
			<description>Theres only one thing the world needs more of&amp;nbsp;Love, damn love&amp;nbsp;We place evil on different time zones&amp;nbsp;We destroy beings for zip codes&amp;nbsp;Soft to this hate is hard stonesLove, damn lovetake off this sinful glove&amp;nbsp;Let there be amity rather than a push and a shove&amp;nbsp;Love, damn lov..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/1671176/</link>
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			<title>Left</title>
			<description>Ones promised, Ones hearts desire, Ones kindred soul&amp;nbsp;Left, gone, departed&amp;nbsp;Wish there was a thing more to it than to be thrown out broken hearted&amp;nbsp;Wailing, whimpering, and yowling&amp;nbsp;But answers that's all I wanted&amp;nbsp;Yet, within silence, I was tortured with sole emptiness and extin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/1669866/</link>
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			<title>Control</title>
			<description>I've lost control I am not query to sanityWhat am I supposed to feelWhat is even realLife is a spinning uncontrollable wheelI've lost the willAm I a person or an unsigned bill Life gives no exceptions Yet that's what I wantAnswers to my conceptionA way out of this deceptionI'm ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gabbyhopeharo/1669857/</link>
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