http://slow.writerscafe.org/lolo2479 The original writings of author Joy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021600 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Know this before you approach me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/2021704/ I finally did it. Pulled the plug; took my last breath of air; dead. And let me tell you, that was the most refreshing moment in my, well, life. No more body holding me down, no more pain in my legs, no more having to think about breathing. I was finally gone. That moment I stepped out of my flesh .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/2015454/ Rose is one of those generic teens. The ones that always say kms or kill myself, only this time she really goes for it. This is her story and how life and death are not the only two things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/2015453/ People say that if they went back,They wouldn’t change a thing.They wouldn’t change because they like where they are,They’re scared to change the familiar.But I would.I would change a thing.I would go back,Go back and listen,Look,And feel.I would go back and see that girl sitting a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1975900/ How to be a highschool girl.Step one: R̶o̶l̶l̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶b̶e̶d̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶f̶l̶a̶w̶l̶e̶s̶s̶.̶  Get out of bed two and a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1951254/ Remember when we were young?When we could run around without a care in the world?When the people who won were just as good as the ones who lost?Remember when we were young and love was love?When popularity and class weren't a thing?When my happiness and your happiness happened because life was good?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1896961/ February 26, 2017I saw the girl again. This time she was in a yellow dress. She just walked past me like I wasn’t even there. When I think of this, it makes me think that in some other alternative world, she could be alive and I could be dead. 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Food is what I hateAnd what I crave.I don’t want the food,But I need it.I need it to show people that i&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1878011/ Do you ever just look at a group of people and think to yourself,Who is going to die first?What is going on in their funny little minds?What are these words they are saying,That seem so familiar,Yet so strange? Who is the saddest?Who is the most broken?I find myself thinking about and seeing a grim .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1878004/ Last night's dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1877975/ People don't notice,People don't see,They’re running out of time,For you And for me.People don't askPeople don’t realize,They don't look past the mask,They don't see inside.They ask how i'm doing and I say fine,But they don't even see i'm dying on the inside,Or that i’m withering a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1877963/ I used to pretend that words didn’t hurt me.That they didn’t affect me.That they didn’t change me. I used to say that they went in one ear,And out the other.No second thought,Just gone.But that was a lie.The words did hurt me.Every word changed the way I saw others,And myself.I use.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1874886/ A letter for my future. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1873218/ I can’t smile anymore.It’s too hard.I’m too insecure,Too broken,Too sad on the inside.I don’t even know why I feel like this.Everything in my life is good.I have plenty of people in my life who love me.I went through a time where no one loved me,Yet I could still smile.Why co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1870364/ I'm sorry if this is jumbled and broken. I am breaking. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1869689/ You don’t know what you have,Until it’s gone. Once that light is gone,Darkness takes over.Your world might not have seemed bright at the time,But you will notice how dark it is when the light is gone.The way people act,And the way people really are,Are two very different things.People ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1868728/ My life has been a statistic http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1862915/ Let go.Move on.Don’t live in the past.The roads you took to get here are only roads,Past decisions,Turns that brought you to where you are today. But those are just choices you made.Past tense,Made,Not making,Not going to make,But made.Your past doesn’t control you.It doesn’t defin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1860169/ Why do we care so much about materials?When we look for a partner,Though many of us won’t admit it,We look for how much they have.We should only care about that person,Love their personality,Cherish the time we have with them,Because before you know it,That person will be gone.Love should be f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1859993/ No one would pick a broken record,Not when they have their pick of all the new ones.They don’t pick the scratched ones.Why would they?When it’s broken, You throw it away,And that’s that.Keeping anything that is broken is pointless.It just takes up space,Space that could be used for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1859714/ Heart beating.Mind racing.Eyes crying.Mouth silent.My heart used to beat with joy.My mind used to flow with the moment.My eyes used to be dry.My words used to flutter out of my mouth.They are no more. Silence blankets me.The heartbreak crushes me.The words hurt me.My trust was gone.Now there is ange.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1857870/ Privileged.They called her privileged,And she was.She had the american dream. A family with a mom, dad, and sister.She had a little white dog,A big house,A nice backyard and play set,And a white picket fence.She didn’t know she was privileged,Until she lost it all. Everything was taken from he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1857507/ Why we don't talk a lot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1848477/ I love her and I hope she knows that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1848465/ I am me and nothing can change that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1847229/ People are just like roses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1846361/ Just because i'm this, doesn't mean that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1845566/ These are my demons http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1845085/ I am so awkward... its sad... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1844746/ This is about every relationship/crush/family relationship I can recall. Every time there is a period (other then when it says she came back) is a new person. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1844681/ Bulling made me crimson; I made me white. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1840273/ A kiss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1835397/ I’m not scared of the dark.I’m scared of what's lurking in the dark, waiting to jump out at me.I’m not scared of small spaces.I’m scared that they will crush me.I’m not scared of fire.I’m scared of it’s destruction.I’m not scared of being alone.I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1834980/ This is still being worked on, so please have patients and feel free to give me any feedback. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1825984/ I'm still working on adding more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1825981/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1825979/ I have never had someone tell me that i'm their “best friend”, other than my sisterI am no one’s number oneI only have one friend whom I consider family and they consider me family I have only had one person go out of there way to get me something randomly, but they were expected t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1825977/ I am lost in this world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lolo2479/1825976/ Why do babies cry? 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