http://slow.writerscafe.org/iwannabehipster The original writings of author coma black☯ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018877 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I try to halt us from progressing, from degressingthis kind of love can’t be good for us at allyou’re wasting your feelings in sex and sweatin front of me stands a wall of regretbut everyday I start to feel it drift awaygetting farther from my moralsgetting farther from my prideat least .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/1010608/ This is bad but I don't care I'm pissed off http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/1007270/ When the person who is supposed to trust you,want you,need you,and love you unconditionally throws you away,tears you up,ceases to care,moves on,forgets,never listens, gives up on you, and gives you upand turns your insides to nothingWhat do you do?Where do I go now?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/1007264/ Haven't uploaded a piece in 5ever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/1007096/ I’m sorry I’m not your princess.I’m sorry I don’t fit your standards.I’m sorry I don’t want to fill your standards,But I try my best.All I can say is I’ve tried,Too damn long at that if you haven’t noticed.I’m sorry.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/979016/   I stared up into his big brown eyes. The ones that I had seen or thought of at least every day of my life. The air was still and everything was perfectly silent. The only sound you could hear was our soft breath and the sound of our hearts beating softly.   "Are you scared?" he aske.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/976137/ I get that you're depressed.It's kind of hard not to be depressed actually.Everyone is cruel.Humans are awful. No one understands you.But why would you do that?Why would you slit your wrists with your fuckingrazor that you haven't looked at in months?Why would you break all of our promises?Why .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/947847/ I hate this affect you have on me,how weak you can make me just by saying three words.I hate how vulnerable I am around you,how awkward I can be.I hate everything you do to me. But maybe I don't,maybe I'm just overwhelmed right now. I'm trying to work it out.I don't know what to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/947755/ You used to be able to smile.You used to be so good at pretending.But now you're just so weak.You're crumbling down likehow you've always feared. The razor is pressed up against yourwrists again.And now you're just so pathetic.You became the girl you used to be.You're worse than anyone else.You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/945980/ I wanna be perfect.I wanna be the type of perfectthat you see in magazines and on the TV.I wanna look like her-the girl in the red dress,with the long black hair,and the slender lean legs.I wanna burn off all of my scars,cover up all of the flaws,and take away the pain.I just wanna be perfect.With a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/945344/ How is she better than me?What does she have that I don't have?Is it because she's skinnier?Is it because she's prettier?Is it because she isn't me?Tell me what I'm doing wrong. Tell me why you don't love me. List me all of the things she's better at. I don't get what I'm doing wrong... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/943566/ Once there was a boy.He lived on the corner of 2nd and 3rd street,with his mother,and his pet dog.He went to school with a girl.And they became friends.Once there was a boy.He lived on the corner of 2nd and 3rd street,with his mother,his step father,and his pet dog.He went to school with a girl.And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/943143/ The tears stream down my face again,as I sink to the floor.The way you left was awful.You disappeared off of the face of the earth.Who you are now is a mystery. I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry I wasn't the best choice for you. The razors go across my arms again,as I fall into bed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/942105/ I hate it when you do this.I hate it when you disappear on me.I hate how sensitive you are.I hate how you don't love me anymore. I hate how broken we are.I hate how this is all my fault. I hate the effect you have on me.I hate how I can't get over you.I hate the fact no one cares.I hate th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/942055/ I wish that for once I could be okay.I wish that for once I could smile.I wish that for once I wouldn't have to be the parent.I wish I could tell you how I feel.I want all of this sadness to go away,for it to be sucked out of me.I just want to be a happy person.I wanna be the happy person that every.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/939973/ We were perfect.We were the couple everyone else wanted to be.We were best friends, we were lovers.You were my everything.I was your everything.But now it's different.We have to grow up and throw away the past.We need to get over each other and find other people.I don't think that we're even best fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/iwannabehipster/935080/ This is it.After 10 years of your bull s**t,I can't take it anymore.Your mood swings.Your suicide attempts. Your drug addictions. Your love for danger.Your carelessness. Your sensitivity.Your anger.Your 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