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Loved Wolves</title><description></description><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-3652046620358035932</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2014 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-27T20:45:45.990-05:00</atom:updated><title>I don&#39;t want</title><atom:summary type="text">




I don’t want men



Who smile like sin;







Their charming smile,



Trapping you in their webs,



Sending my heart into a frenzy



Pumping my veins with too much blood, A little more



And they will explode.







I don’t want boys



With hearts of a rock star;







Their rules of living on the edge



Consist of breaking my heart and over dosing



Staying on the run from the </atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2014/01/i-dont-want.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-3064208877827721722</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2014 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-27T20:44:47.791-05:00</atom:updated><title>Drafted for so long I don&#39;t remember if i wrote it or I got it from somewhere...?</title><atom:summary type="text">




&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You left me alone as you flew to the heavens I turned my
head away,



&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was filled with hate as you abandoned me there that
night.



&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somehow you stand beside me tonight, I try to hold your
hand



&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/drafter-for-so-long-i-dont-remember-if.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-6464238252351049940</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Sep 2013 23:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-04T19:57:00.039-04:00</atom:updated><title>Don’t know why I keep writing about you when I know that you are someone my words won’t reach</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/09/dont-know-why-i-keep-writing-about-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-5380623488845624378</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Aug 2013 23:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-28T19:54:00.168-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
I give myself three days to feel better,or else I swear I&#39;ll drive off a fucking cliff.Because if I can&#39;t learn to make myself feel better,then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/08/i-give-myself-three-days-to-feel-better.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-4421827370141993097</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Aug 2013 23:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-21T19:56:00.696-04:00</atom:updated><title>I fall in love with anything self-destructive</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/08/i-fall-in-love-with-anything-self.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-823099575719225612</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Aug 2013 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-20T15:04:53.210-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Sometimes I wake up with my head in my throat and my heart in my hands.
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/08/sometimes-i-wake-up-with-my-head-in-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-641242742037282675</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Aug 2013 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-16T19:53:09.722-04:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;You disappear so completely into your head sometimes,&quot; he said. &quot;I wish I could follow you.&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/08/you-disappear-so-completely-into-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-5502502418700154887</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 23:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-16T19:16:48.504-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Im Going Insane</title><atom:summary type="text">





Staring into a broken reflection

of tarnished imperfection, 

marred with syringes and drugs

each pill breaks me down like a bug

reaching my limit till I collapse.



Therapy increases thoughts of suicide, 

realizing your promises were lies.

Distortion rakes my mind into falling apart

already failing, I&#39;ve lost my heart, 

only so much pain can be endured.



I think I&#39;m going insane
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/04/im-going-insane.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-1093784494333611774</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2013 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-28T14:40:32.944-05:00</atom:updated><title>So is it my turn yet...?</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/02/so-is-it-my-turn-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-4989899593859112110</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-19T23:09:00.223-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
It took my this long to realize that I was the only one when felt lonely without you. Don&#39;t you dare lie to me. I don&#39;t want to hear the sincerity in your voice. It&#39;s all a scam. You are a scam. If you ever felt as lonely as I did you would have come looking for me, like I did for you. Yet you sit there laughing, carelessly beside you friend.

I was the only one with a hole in my chest.
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/02/it-took-my-this-long-to-realize-that-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-3609512002833570814</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-18T23:08:05.473-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">believe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">is it okay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scared</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
Is it okay for me to believe...
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ....everything is going to be okay?
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Is it safe to let my insides come out?
&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; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/02/is-it-okay-for-me-to-believe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-2659219451725954256</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2013 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-05T20:40:00.100-05:00</atom:updated><title>Your wicked soul is my everything.</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/02/your-wicked-soul-is-my-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-8139465088628340219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-31T10:30:03.432-05:00</atom:updated><title>Quick Poem.</title><atom:summary type="text">


I just came up with this off the top of my head… Don’t expect it to be good.


I’m just a bird

held captive by a place called&amp;nbsp;home

I’m caged away

under lock and key

no way for me to escape

so until it’s time

I’ll just lie here and rest.

I dream of the day I’ll be set free

to fly into the blue sky

I’ll travel high and far

see the world from up above

and although I’m scared of </atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/quick-poem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-7991379377950136695</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-31T00:00:04.860-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
Crooked Fingers
Crooked Toes
Crooked Nose
Crooked Soul
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/blog-post_31.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-4483282970253621757</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-30T10:00:01.673-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
&quot;A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am&amp;nbsp;I or are the other&#39;s crazy?&quot; Albert Einstein
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-897585846714305121</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-29T09:30:03.651-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
I found out what we learn when we dieI found out the truth is all a big lieI found out that words are hard to describeI’ll tell you what we know nowIt’s we run or we hide.-Bathroom stall
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/i-found-out-what-we-learn-when-we-die-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-8146625914637692472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-28T09:30:01.057-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
Feelings are tough. Memories are good.
</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/feelings-are-tough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-745074384844422996</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-28T09:00:04.178-05:00</atom:updated><title>wrote this last year while i was sick</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dandy lion


my shooting star

grant me a wish

I long to see.

I wish for happiness

and love.

It wasn’t long

before my wish came true.

Adored by many

loved by all.

Nothing but happiness blew my way.

I was in heaven,

or at least I think.

I thought life&amp;nbsp;couldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;get better,

then the rain began to pour.

I ran inside and dove under the covers.

My eyes opened

and I realized it</atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/wrote-this-last-year-while-i-was-sick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-5220255600966006052</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2013 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-26T00:45:06.958-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">google translate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">novel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">puerto rican</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">realize</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spanish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">that moment when</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
That moment you realize you know enough Spanish (and have&amp;nbsp;Google&amp;nbsp;translate bookmarked) that you can read a full Spanish&amp;nbsp;novel.

Ahh, the joy. :)
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You are the&amp;nbsp;prettiest&amp;nbsp;thing ever just like the sea, but when I look deeper all I see is darkness.
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&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; &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;...Please.
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It was the same nightmare&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve&amp;nbsp;been having for months—the one where my mother, my siblings, and I were out hiking. Why a woman, who’s right leg alone was insured for $1.5 million would be out hiking I did not know. Back then I just wondered why she would go through such a dangerous path in 6’ nail thin heels. But that was my mother 33 year </atom:summary><link>http://evenmonsterslove.blogspot.com/2013/01/it-was-same-nightmare-having-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3379608859143096604.post-1078587142709841187</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-22T23:10:24.990-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
I am afraid of how disappointed you will be when I do not meet your&amp;nbsp;expectations.&amp;nbsp;
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Where do we run to when the things we believe in vanish before our eyes?
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