<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/26400000/Hilary-Duff-3-hilary-duff-26462538-378-500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liz Monroe<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Party, outside Parker Commons<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ryder, open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Opening up...and feelings<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRGnwcVG2owxAL2dCqHCKCY8Gd317LQ44lWex3w3Avgw2FxvKhUCu7jGq8R<br/><hr/><br/>Liz knew this rant was more about Ryder and not her, but she just wanted to hug her sister but something told her that probably wouldn't be a good idea. "Don't tell me what I want, okay?" She looked at her sister. "Look at me."<br/><br/>"All this, you being fucked up and everything, it's my fault. This isn't me being all guilt-ridden and shit, well I am, but it isn't what this is about. Speaking on the kind of life I want, hell...I don't even know what I want anymore. I used to know what that was, but everything went to shit and all that." For a brief moment, Liz wondered whether to tell Ryder about the whole being a whore thing, but she decided against. "I've kinda gone a little crazy over the past few months, catching up...I guess."<br/><br/>She looked her twin square in the eyes, the same exact ones as her own, and sighed softly. "I want you here, you're my sister....my twin, dammit, is it so hard to believe that I want you here? Stay with me, at least for a little while. We both need this."