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		<title>Courtney | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Courtney</description>
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			<title>All the same. </title>
			<description>maIve been here before, ive seen similar curtains.&amp;nbsp;You almost have the same door, my hand prints are on the door knob.&amp;nbsp;Your walls are the small color as theirs, filled with my confused thoughts.&amp;nbsp;Your bed is just as inviting, your pillows pull me in.&amp;nbsp;Your mouth is soft like theirs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1984044/</link>
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			<title>you. </title>
			<description>It all looks so distorted.&amp;nbsp;My face, my body, my soul.I can't recognize my reflection,&amp;nbsp;the mirror shows something else.My body is bigger now, filled with emptiness.&amp;nbsp;My hair is messier now, tangled with loneliness.&amp;nbsp;My eyes are dark, sunken in with tiredness.&amp;nbsp;I don't know who I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1953063/</link>
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			<title>stuck. </title>
			<description>I can see everyone else around me moving, but I can't.&amp;nbsp;I can see everyone else around me breathing, but I can't.&amp;nbsp;I watch everyone feel full of life, full of peace.&amp;nbsp;I sit in this dark, emotionless room and try to make the walls give me hope.I sit in this suffocating, caged in room and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1951015/</link>
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			<title>numb </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There is nothing left inside of me.&amp;nbsp;when I felt too full, I wish I felt less.&amp;nbsp;Now I feel less than less.&amp;nbsp;A kind of less that makes me wish I felt anything.&amp;nbsp;Pain, anger, anxiety, anything.&amp;nbsp;There is nothing left inside of me.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1951012/</link>
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			<description>I feel so small lying next to you.The bed is so big, filled with crumbled emotions.The blankets swallow all the thoughts I want to say to you,&amp;nbsp;the pillows suffocate all the sound I try to get out.&amp;nbsp;The sheets wrap around my body so I cant move closer.I'm stuck, I cant breathe.I feel you nex..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1950380/</link>
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			<title>you </title>
			<description>You swallow me whole, and then ask why im not moreconfident. You suffocate me in your words, then wonder why I cantbreathe. You tie ropes around my arms, then are curious as to why Icant move. You push me to the edge, then wonder why I want to fall. I give all of myself to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1950130/</link>
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			<title>Pretending </title>
			<description>I stare into your eyes, and pretend you&amp;rsquo;re looking back and seeingstars. I stare at your body, and pretend you&amp;rsquo;re looking back and seeingbeauty.&amp;nbsp; I stare at your lips, and pretend you&amp;rsquo;re looking back wishing to kissmine with the same force I wanna kiss yours. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Courttt/1950125/</link>
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