Clear Mind. Clear Body. Clear Vision
I am not her and she is not me. The two of us are not one and the same. The differences may not be something that all of you would notice right away but I promise you they are there. Things as common as the way we take our coffee and as complex as how
After spilling my guts about Samantha to Ms. Jessica I felt worse than I had before. It wasn't who I had told that had caused me so much concern it was just the fact that I had done it. I didn't like talking about Samantha and she didn't like me talking about her. Especially to
Becca and Steve's sneaking around went unnoticed to the outside of our circle for a surprisingly long time. Once it was picked up on though it was being used against them both as often as those around them saw fit. Joe and I stayed out of the crap, we confirmed and denied nothing. It was
Not too long after I got locked up did I start hearing that familiar voice inside my head. The one I used to fight with and pretend wasn't there. I had started trauma counseling and seeing the campus shrink in spite of my constant protesting on the situation. I had a really hard time talking
It didn't take long for Becca and Steve to start screwing around, they both had significant others so it wasn't an ideal situation. Becca would wait until Steve's girlfriend went off to work at night and tell her boyfriend she was with me while she would sneak down the street to his house. It didn't