20. Phantom Limb

[hellaine]

In the afternoon we order room service, giant silver platters carrying white plates of messy burgers and greasy fries strangely garnished with delicate, fresh snipped parsley.  There's single serving glass bottles of mustard, ketchup and mayonnaise, miniatures of the real things.  Like vultures picking at the skeletal remains of a carcass, we pick

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[theskyyends]

oh i hurt when i read this. not because of the drugs or the vomit but because i know what it's like to lay in a hotel bed with someone who you "need" but doesn't need you back. its pain. its mental violence. its... its our lives.

[hellaine]

word.

this piece needs pruned and fixed; it's kind of just soe filler shit. i don't think i did loneliness and anxiety attacks the justice they deserve.

oh, i assume the school got Flat Stanley back because Asa came home today with a Thank You card from you haha. I don't know if they've shown/displayed them yet though; she didn't go to school today and I wont be there for two weeks. i'm gonna email the teacher and see what the plans are because i am excited haha.

[whyelaborate]

I got my friend Hannah on board for our project if you'd still like to have her involved. I just finished up with school, I'm in sad nostalgic phase, I'm going to spend all day every day writing and things will get rockin'. :)

Love this, as usual.

<3

[hellaine]

yup, totally.... if you want to lj mail or whatever me her LJ name (if she has one) i can send her a community invite.

i guess you can see my stuff has changed a little bit from the source notes i printed but it's not too far changed.

some other stuff to but i'll email you or catch you online because it's ~*~top secret clubhouse~*~ stuff haha.

[whyelaborate]

Teehee, I love being a part of a secret club house. ;)

her lj name is fridayxmourning.

You two should have been LJ friends a long time ago actually. She doesn't write much anymore but you'll like her entries when she does, and she's going to love yours.

[hellaine]

word, i feel like i'm in a 10th grade ~*~secret society~*~.

going to start pulling down and locking up some of the older public story entries on this journal because i suppose you can't really market 1/3 of the rough draft is public online haha. makes me sad because now i can't get the random attention i need via random LJ comments... how will my ego survive a triumvirate creative process..