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    posted a quote
    February 14, 2011 3:25pm UTC
    Mental Love: Part 4
    I woke up with a massive headache. and everything seemed so loud. I ran to the bathroom and got to the toilet just before I puked. I then went back to bed. "BRITNEY!" I heard my mom scream. I woke up and saw her standing over my bed. My clothes were still on and i wreaked oh alcohol, and weed. Great. "We are sending you to a rehab facility, and you do this the night before! what is wrong with you! I can't believe I raised you so wrong. Why can't you be like Amanda, she's a good girl. Why are you such a bad kid? Do you hate me? Wanna hurt me? Well, guess what! you succeeded. Now clean the hell up, we're leaving in ten." I was shocked. She's never yelled like that before. I did what she said though. I got up. Straightened my bra and my shirt. Brushed my hair and teeth and wiped all my make-up from under my eyes. I looked somewhat presentable. Even though i smelled back. I took one of Amanda's body sprays, I'm not sure which one, and sprayed me all over. It didn't really work. The smells just mixed. Oh well. I don't care. My life is over anyways. I texted Jordan the address of where I was going and told him to give it to the group, for them to write me. I got the reply as I walked out the door, but I couldn't read it. My mom took my phone before I could. I put my bags in the trunk, I had my suitcase and a duffel bag, and then climbed into the back seat. Amanda was already sitting there. She looked at me and gave me a sad smile that broke my heart. I hated making her sad. "I'm so sorry," I said to her. A tear ran down her cheek. "Don't be sorry, hun. I love you. I'll visit whenever I can." "You better. I need you." She smiled and hugged me, regardless of my smell. I was going to miss her. The ride there was creepy. No one talked and you could feel the tension in the air. My mom had some country songs playing, but not loud. I didn't like it. I don't think any of us did. The ride was long, long enough for me to fall asleep on my Twin's shoulder. I woke up to my car coming to a sudden halt. "Let's go," my mom said, her voice cold and emotionless. I yawned and got out. My mom had my suitcase so I grabbed my other bag. I sighed and looked up at the place I was going to live in for who knows how long. It was a white house, it was beautiful. It was huge. It didn't look like a hospital or rehab facility, it looked like some rich guy's home. I walked in and we checked in. Two big guys immediately took my bags. I gave the lady behind the desk a questioning look. "They need to make sure you don't have anything that could cause harm to you or anyone else." This was going to be fun.

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    February 14, 2011 2:37pm UTC
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    February 12, 2011 10:07pm UTC
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    February 12, 2011 9:13pm UTC
    Mental Love
    Hi. I'm Britney. I cut myself. I smoke weed. I smoke cigarettes. I drink. I burn myself. I scream. I have major mood swings. I flip out, all the time, for no reason.. I'm mental. There is something wrong with me and i want to get better.
    That's what they want to hear. They want me to talk. They want me to admit everything that's wrong with me. But i see through her plastic smile. Her perfect teeth. Her fake "understanding" look. Psychiatrists are all the same. That's why I don't talk. I refuse.
    I mean, I don't want to hurt myself. I don't want to be a bad kid.
    But I can't help it.
    And if I can't, neither can anyone else.
    So as my new therapist, psychiatrist?, talks and asks me questions..
    how are you feeling
    how does that make you feel
    why would you do that...
    I sit there, in the huge mustard yellow chair and stared. I just stared at her. I didn't want to tell her my problems.
    Why should I?
    The only person I've told, betrayed me.
    I guess I should tell you about that huh?
    *comment? should i write more?

    posted a quote
    September 28, 2010 4:44pm UTC
    And Classy(:
    it was on my friends shirt(:

    posted a quote
    September 27, 2010 6:06pm UTC
    I Hate It When
    I Put Songs On My IPod And I Forget What I Just Downlo..a..d..e..d,
    And Then Can't Find The New Songs.

    posted a quote
    September 24, 2010 9:24pm UTC
    I went on a field trip and we each got to represent planets.
    I picked Pluto.
    Everyone made fun of me
    It's okay Pluto!
    I still think you're a planet!
    *true story*

    posted a quote
    September 24, 2010 9:16pm UTC
    "Hello. Is This The Krusty Krab?"
    "No This Is Patrick."
    Patrick.. I love you!

    posted a quote
    September 24, 2010 5:57pm UTC
    Imperfection Is Beauty
    Madness Is Genius
    &It's Better To Be Absolutely Ridiculous
    Than Absolutely Stupid
    -Marilyn Monroe
    sorry if it's already on here

    posted a quote
    September 23, 2010 7:46pm UTC
    Roses Are Blue
    Violets Are Red
    I Have To Go To The Bathroom
    *Patrick Star*

    posted a quote
    September 23, 2010 7:06pm UTC
    So Ref....
    How much is the other team
    paying you?

    posted a quote
    September 21, 2010 3:44pm UTC
    Everything Is 'Okay' In
    The End
    If It's Not Okay
    It's Not
    The End
    not sure where i heard this, but i liked it(:

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    September 20, 2010 5:14pm UTC
    If I Die Young; Part Nine [End]
    Eli's Point of View, 20 years later (age 33)
    I came home from my job, as an IT manager at a computer company. I got out of my red VW and walked into my small ranch house.
    "DADDYYYYY!" I heard. My little baby Halie came running to me. I put down my jacket and breifcase and picked her up. A piece of her brown hair tickled my nose and I set down my four year old daughter.
    "Where's your brother Hal?" I asked her looking at her hazel eyes, she reminded me of someone. I couldn't put a name on it though.
    She smiled, "Hunters with mommy! He takin a bath."
    I smiled and picked her up again. I brought her to the living room where she was watching one of her television shows. The ones these days where worse than when I was young.
    "Outside?" she asked. I nodded, and put on her shoes.
    When we went to the back yard she immediately started running to the swings, then stopped dead in her tracks.
    "Who's that, daddy?" She said pointing to the swings. I looked up and I couldn't believe my eyes.
    Sitting there on the swing set, was .. It was impossible .. but it was Hailey.
    She smiled, sort of a sad smile, "I see your daughter can see me too. Hi Eli."
    I was in shock. Halie looked confused and kept looking between me and Hailey.
    "Uhm, Hailey, can I talk to you for a minute?" She nodded and I looked to my daughter, "Now go play with your swings, okay?" She nodded and ran to them.
    Hailey walked over, "You've definitely got something good for yourself, Eli."
    "I do," I said coldly. She left and I've been worried sick, until I got myself to forget. Or almost forget.
    "Don't be mad at me. If I stayed you'd never have this. I'd always be haunting your mind. I'm, I'm glad I left," She was lying. I could tell because she was speaking too fast.
    "I.. I'm not mad at you Hailey. I was worried sick. Hailey I loved you."
    She nodded, "Loved."
    I realized the mistake I made, using past tense. "I have a wife now. And two children Hailey. I can't change my life now. I'm happy! It took me years to get over you! YEARS! And then I met Allison."
    "No, don't make excuses. It wasn't real, for you. It couldn't be. I wasn't supposed to be alive." A tear slid down her face.
    "It was real! Hailey! It was real and I'm always going to love you. Okay? But, I, I just, Halie, Hunter, Allison-" She cut me off.
    "Think what you want. Eli, I didn't show up to ruin your life. I wanted to see you. I already saw Lynn. And, listen, I don't want anything between you and your family to change. I know your happy. And thats all I want in life. Bad word choicing. Now lets go inside. I wanna see who you have for your wife." She smiled. I nodded, and we got Halie and walked inside.
    Allison was in the living room with Hunter, his wispy brown hair was all wet from his bath. He was only one. When mem Halie, and Hailey walked into the room Allison stood up and gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. Hunter's green eyes went straight to Hailey. They can both see her?
    "How was work hon?" Allison asked. Her copper hair was in a ponytail a few strands hanging in her face. Her brown eyes stared into mine, full of love.
    "Work was good. How was your day?" I kissed her on the cheek, then looked at Hailey, and saw a tear run down her cheek.
    "It was alright," she answered.
    "MOMMY! Don't be rude. Say hello and introduce yourself to-," Halie stopped and looked at Hailey, "What's you're name?"
    Hailey smiled, "Hailey."
    "Thats my name too!" She exclaimed obviously happy with herself, "Mommy say hi to Hailey."
    "Hello Hailey," Allison said, playing along with what she thought was one of our daughter's little games.
    I looked at my daughter standing next to Hailey, and realized they looked exactly alike. They had the same hair, same eyes, and same facial expressions.
    "I'm going to run to the store and but what we need for stuffed shells," She said, kissed me and left.
    Hailey's Point Of View
    I wish I didn't come. This hurt too much. I still loved Eli and this is why I left. So he could have a good normal life. His children were absolutely adorable, and I'm sure both could see me.
    When Allison left I started talking, "I shouldn't have come, I, I , I should go. I don't wanna-"
    "Shut up," He cut me off laughing. He looked amazing. He was muscular and still tan, his hair was cut cleaner now, but his eyes still looked at me the same way. He grew up, and I still looked like the thirteen year old girl I died as.
    His kids' s attention was turned to the tv. "I'm sorry," I said, and I kissed him. I had to go on my tippy tippy toes to reach him, he grew so much. I loved every second of it.
    "I love-"
    Eli's Point of View
    She kissed me, and disappeared, again.
    **That's the end of this story. comment, fave, whatnot. Did you like it?**

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    September 17, 2010 4:27pm UTC
    If I Die Young; Part Eight
    Hailey's Point of View
    I was so relieved when Eli said it back I couldn't put it into words. I didn't know about the impact that I was making in his life though. For the while, it was going great.
    We were at the mall with Lynn. Lynn just got her allowance, so we decided we should spend it. We were just walking out of Starbucks when a girl came up to us. She was a little shorter than average, tan with big brown eyes, and light brown hair. She was really pretty.
    "Hi," She said to Eli, ignoring Lynn, "Here's my number, call me sometime?"
    I couldn't believe how jealous I got. I was so mad I wanted to kill her. That's a little harsh. I know what being dead is like, and I don't want to make someone like this.
    "Sorry," He said blushing, "I have a girlfriend." He looked at me when he said it. I smiled the biggest smile I could. The girl walked walked away, obviously upset.
    "Who's your girlfriend?" Lynn asked.
    "Made it up, she's not my type," He said. I knew he was lying.
    Lynn didn't buy it either. She didn't ask anymore questions though.
    After the mall we watched movies at Eli's house. The popcorn was gone, as usual. Lynn and Eli eat it all in five minutes! So Lynn went to get some more.
    "You should've taken the girls number," I said, suprising myself the second the words came out of my mouth.
    "Why? I love you!" He said back.
    "I can't make you happy."
    "Yes you can! You are just by being alive!" My mouth dropped.
    "I'm not alive. I can't give you kids. I can't marry you. We can't go on dates. I can't grow old with you. I can't do anything for you."
    "But Hailey-" I put my hand up to cut him off. I walked over to him and kissed him. Just a small kiss.
    "I love you," I whispered.
    Eli's Point Of View
    "I love you," She whispered, the feeling of her kiss was still on my lips.
    "I love you t-" She was gone. Just then Lynn came back. She could tell by my face something was wrong.
    "What happened? Where's Hailey?" She asked, setting the popcorn on the table.
    "She left, I don't know why," I lied.
    Lynn's Point Of View
    We didn't see Hailey since that night. Me and Eli hung out, but it wasn't the same. So we lost contact. She seemed to have just disappeared.

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    September 15, 2010 6:36pm UTC
    If I Die Young; Part Seven
    Hailey's Point Of View
    When Liz started crying I had to leave. I didn't even bother explaining to Eli and Lynn. I knew they'd understand.
    I didn't know where to go, so I went to wait for Eli at his house. I have something I need to tell him. It makes no sense, I mean I'm dead, but it feels true!
    I love him. I love the way he looks at me with his deep brown eyes. The way he talks too fast sometimes and sort of trips over his words. And he understands me.
    I can't tell him. He'll never look at me the same way. He won't want me.
    Right after this thought crossed through my head, Eli walked in, his face crumpled with pain.
    "What's wrong?" I asked, my eyebrows scrunched together in concern.
    "Nothing to worry about," he said, "My knees just hurt a little bit. No biggie."
    "Liar. It hurts a lot. Doesn't it?"
    He sighed and nodded.
    "Then sit down dummy. Anyway I have to tell you something."
    I can't believe I'm going to tell him. I can't tell him. But now he's going to wonder. I can't lie to him. Ugh.
    "I know it's stupid. And crazy, and impossible. And I know it's definitely weird. And you probably don't want to hear this. And it's really hard to say. And, And-"
    "Just spit it out Hailey!" he interrupted my babbling.
    I took in a deep breath.
    "I love you."
    Eli's Point of View
    I can't believe she just said that.
    "I love you too." I didn't realize how true those words were until they came outta my mouth. Am I really in love with someone, who isn't alive.
    She let out a breath I didn't realize she was holding, and smiled. I smiled too.
    I truly did love her.
    **sorry its shortish

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    September 13, 2010 5:16pm UTC
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    September 6, 2010 6:38pm UTC
    If I Die Young ; Part Five
    Lynn's Point Of View
    The three of us, me, Hailey, and Eli, hung out a lot over the next week. It was good to have a group of three because me and Eli could respond to whatever Hailey would say without looking insane.
    On Thursday, we were at Eli's house watching Saw. It was way to scary for me but Hailey and Eli enjoyed it. It ended quick and our bowl of popcorn was soon empty. Just as Eli was putting in Saw Two my phone rang. It was my mom.
    "Hey mom," I said.
    "Lynn, you should come home. Do you even know what you're wearing tomorrow?"
    I was confused, "What's tomorrow?"
    "Oh my, you forgot? Honey, Hailey's funeral is tomorrow."
    I totally forgot, "Alright mom, we're just gonna watch one more movie and then I'll be home. Alright?"
    She sighed, "Alright." With that I hung up.
    "I forgot about tomorrow," Hailey said. She was right next to me listening in.
    "I just have to be home after this movie."
    "Why? What's tomorrow?" Eli asked.
    Me and Hailey sighed. "Uh, Hailey's funeral is tomorrow," I said.
    His face dropped, "Oh. Well, uhm, can I go?"
    Hailey let out a short, but genuine laugh. "Of course you can go. I'd be insulted if you didn't."
    We all laughed and started the movie. It was creepy. The worst part was when this Amanda girl was thrown in a pit of needles and they had to pull all of them out. It was nasty.
    Hailey's Point of View
    The movies were awesome. I'm glad I can still enjoy movies. They don't scare me as much anymore, though. Lynn freaked out though. It was pretty funny. She had to leave after the second movie though, her mom probably wasn't happy she was at a boys house this late. That's why it sucks that Eli and Lynn aren't the same gender.
    I stayed at Eli's, so we could watch the third. I used to laugh at the people stupid enough to die in these kinds of movies, now they kind of made me sad. I guess it showed on my face, because Eli asked, "Hailey? Are you alright?"
    I gave a short, harsh laugh, "As good as a dead girl can get."
    "I'm sorry. I didn't, I mean I -"
    "It's okay. I'm kidding," I cut him off because I didn't like making him feel bad.
    There was just something about Eli. I hated not seeing him happy. I couldn't stand him being sad.

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    August 28, 2010 10:58pm UTC
    You Never Know
    How Long You'll Have

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    August 24, 2010 5:36pm UTC
    If I Die Young; Part Three
    Hailey's Point of View
    I can't believe I'm really dead. I guess that dream, wasn't really a dream. I can't even talk to anyone. Well, except Lynn. Thank God I have her. Wow. I'm a Satanist. And I just thanked God? My sister would be disappointed. She's the one who got my into it. Probably just to rebel against our insanely religious parents. Doesn't matter now, I can never talk to her again.
    I'm just going to have to accept it, make the best of it. I wiped my eyes clean of all tears.
    "Lynn?" I asked. She just looked at me. "I'll always be here for you. I promise."
    She smiled, "And I'll be here for you."
    "Now lets go pick out something for you to wear to my party."
    "Party? Hailey, it's a funeral."
    "Funeral. Party. Whatever. I think I should be able to decide what it's called."
    She just laughed and shook her head.
    At the mall, I followed her, but we couldn't talk because, well. She's look crazy. Talking to air. Oh man. I went on and on about everything, since no one could hear me i didn't have to worry. I felt bad though, because she couldn't respond.
    There was a tap on Lynn's shoulder. We turned around to see a tall, tanned, and toned boy with blackish brown hair and deep brown eyes.
    "Ladies," He said.
    I'm sure our jaws dropped to the floor. We were in complete shock.
    "You can see me?" I asked.
    "Uhm, yeah. What are you supposed to be invisible?" He asked.
    "No, I'm, uhm, dead," I didn't know how else to say it.
    "Liar. If you're dead how are you talking to me?"
    "She's not lying! Look at the obituaries in the paper! You'll see HER face!" Lynn stepped in.
    "Buy me a news paper," Was his response. So we walked in the closed book or comic store we could find and bought him the paper.
    When he read it he couldn't believe it. So I'm talked to a DEAD girl and her friend. We nodded.
    "I thought only Lynn could see me," I explained, "Guess not."
    He nodded, "Well, my names Eli."
    Sorry it was boring, had to introduce a new character


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