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			<title>Have you?</title>
			<description>Scattered Thoughts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1323824/</link>
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			<title>Relization</title>
			<description>Once again, just some thrown-together rambling.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1225184/</link>
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			<title>Is it because?</title>
			<description>Rambles. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1220848/</link>
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			<title>August 10th 2019</title>
			<description>	I've realized I really need to work on myself before I work on my relationships with others. So here's my list to come back to when I'm unmotivated.	1. You don't need a guy to be confident. Realize it, and do it quickly. He won't make you feel better. Sure, he'll pick you up when you're down, but y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1220843/</link>
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			<title>May 31, 2013</title>
			<description>Random.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1184352/</link>
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			<title>May 29th 2013</title>
			<description>There's a reason it's called a crush.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1182833/</link>
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			<title>Journal</title>
			<description>This shall be my journal. The first one I've ever had. No privacy, just open venting.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1182824/</link>
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			<title>Square One.</title>
			<description>Holding back my tears,swallowing my pride.Facing my terror,wanting to hide.You've changed, too much.You're too open.I was the beginning,and now we're broken.I'll take you back whenyou got your first tee,I was so happy.Converting you was never my goal,but I need you to know,I'm, here for now,no need ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1086132/</link>
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			<title>Acceptance</title>
			<description>Just a bunch of rambling that I needed to get out of my head. Feel free to pick it apart.:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1080200/</link>
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			<title>What is love?</title>
			<description>Why do we feel relief when someone saysI love you.What does love mean in society?What does love mean to you?How many times have you said &quot;I love you?&quot;And to how many people?Did you mean it every time?Do you even know what love is?Does any of us?Has the meaning of love evolved from a deep, mutual fee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1080148/</link>
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			<title>Fighting With Myself</title>
			<description>Fighting With MyselfYou're just done with me?After all we've been through.Did I do something wrong?I don't think I did..Are you just that bad with breakups?We broke up a week before all of this.Is she that much better than me?I did everything I could.Maybe you're just an a*****e?That's what I'll go ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1075293/</link>
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			<title>Debt</title>
			<description>DebtWhen you say that you don't want me to think I was just another girl,I know I was.Why me?I wasn't nice at first.I scolded you on your actions; your own choices.Maybe that's why.Maybe you knew I was different'wanted to see if I could be played.You didn't play me- I wouldn't allow such things.What..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1075276/</link>
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			<title>For me</title>
			<description>For meDon't tell me to move on for you.Do you even know what you put me through?I wasn't a pleasant at all;always worrying,constantly fighting.I'm moving on, for myself.He's better to me.He wantsto talk to me.We don't fight.He's not blood-crazed.He's responsible.He cares.He's decided.He's mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1075267/</link>
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			<title>Me?</title>
			<description>Lust?I can't explain it,but I've felt it.Love?Sometimes it's just a word,other times I actually feel it.When I say,&amp;nbsp;I mean it.When I hear it,&amp;nbsp;I question it.Forever?I don't believe in it.It's a myth,&amp;nbsp;a lie.And in the end,it'd be hell.Feelings?They're everywhere.Emotional or physical,we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1072551/</link>
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			<title>Done With It All</title>
			<description>The pain,the crying,and being blown off.Being put last,not getting answers,never being loved.Push me away,pull me back,comfort me no more.I'm done with you,and that's all I know for sure.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1072529/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail- Presh</title>
			<description>Presh,	We're talking again! Yay :3 I still can't believe you threatened to beat your dad with a baseball bat...you're not really a violent person..or you don't seem to be. We're almost back to being the way we were. Now its basically just the phone calls missing. We used to talk for hours! And it wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1070578/</link>
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			<title>Need</title>
			<description>Consumed with need, let us be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1070537/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail- The Cousin</title>
			<description>S,	&quot;You're my cousin, but she's my bestfriend.&quot; Tell me, who do you think is still going to be there after you screw them over? Well, I should&amp;nbsp;be, but given your past of using me, your rudeness, and now this, I don't know if I'll accept you. Think about this; would you forgive me if I only talk..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057629/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail- The Bestfriend</title>
			<description>You were my bestfriend, I trusted you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057208/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail- The Ex</title>
			<description>I need closure. Why can't you just grant me that?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057196/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail- The Almost Boyfriend</title>
			<description>You say you hate society. Well, you've become just like them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057184/</link>
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			<title>Letters I'm Never Going To Mail</title>
			<description>Just a scramble of notes to various people that I'm too chicken to send.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057167/</link>
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			<title>Our Place</title>
			<description>After a tragic accident, will Lucia Wingfield ever be able to find love again? Not near finished.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057159/</link>
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			<title>Sacred Fear</title>
			<description>So, this is probably the first and only writing I've let anyone read, and the only one I've really ever completely finished. It's not the best, but it's a start.:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emygayle/1057152/</link>
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