A Heart's Struggle
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"You know when your drowning you don't actually inhale right before you black out. It's like no matter how much your freaking out, the instinct to not get any water in is so strong. That you won't open your mouth until you feel like your head is exploding. But when you finally do let it in, that's when it stops hurting its not scary anymore. Its actually kind of peaceful." I interject my therapist.
" what does that have to do with anything?" She counters
"Ever since Erica died I felt like I was drowning. When I overdosed that's when my heart stopped hurting and I felt peaceful. To be honest I didn't want to be saved, I had already saved myself."
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Crystal meets Erica, then finds out that she has a liking for girls. They fall in love but what happens when Erica dies, how will Crystal make it through life without her? read and find out
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