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		<description>The original writings of author BabyBluee</description>
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			<title>confessions of your average playboy bunnie</title>
			<description>Meet Angel...her body is flawless, her seductive smile is heart stopping and her eyes jujust wont let you say no...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/836837/</link>
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			<title>Last Night</title>
			<description>depressed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/809064/</link>
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			<title>This is why I hate cats...</title>
			<description>Chapter OneShe sat there and cried again, assoon as he had fallen asleep. It was like she was unloading the weight of theworld when she cried, the emotion so intense it just filled the room. My heartpained to think that such a beautiful young woman could harbor so much&amp;hellip;hurt. &amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/809039/</link>
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			<title>Passion at Night</title>
			<description>can love last when your lover isn't human?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/809038/</link>
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			<title>Dad...</title>
			<description>this is what I imagined the meeting would be like with my father if i were to ever visit him...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/801713/</link>
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			<title>But Instead</title>
			<description>about my ex...again </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/801570/</link>
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			<title>The Sound My Heels Make</title>
			<description>a funn poem : )</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/801483/</link>
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			<title>Once Upon a Time...There was Love in My Life</title>
			<description>Im hurting so badly, I didn't know heartbreak could hurt so damn much</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/800316/</link>
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			<title>I hope you're doing alright...</title>
			<description>about my ex...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/799438/</link>
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			<title>I miss you terribly</title>
			<description>I wrote this about my ex wen we first broke up and I just found it on my computer...wat do u think?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/799427/</link>
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			<title>First Party in Orlando!!</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I mostly slept, we had stayedup pretty late. Robb had his best friend, Ian over along with his dealer andhis gf and then another couple. I knew that wen they came I had to make..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/799032/</link>
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			<title>Orlando</title>
			<description>My first full day in Orlando!!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/798579/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Better Than Me&quot; songfic</title>
			<description>this song reminds me of me and my ex, it&amp;rsquo;s the song &amp;ldquo;better than me&amp;rdquo; by Hinder&amp;hellip;I wrote a songfic, a duet I imagined between us&amp;hellip;the dark blue is what Im imagining him saying and the red is my reply&amp;hellip;pur</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/797908/</link>
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			<title>September 21st</title>
			<description>So todayRobb&amp;rsquo;s sister screwed him over in the business he co-owned with her, they gotinto a huge fight about it. Long story short, we&amp;rsquo;re moving to Orlando tomorrowinto his grandmas house who is now in assisted living, I guess no one has livedin it for a while&amp;hellip;I overheard h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/797781/</link>
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			<title>the start of something new</title>
			<description>this is the journal of my everyday life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BabyBluee/797775/</link>
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