“The moment I drove away in September I felt like someone was following our car with an eraser, rubbing out my old… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“I'm trying to decide what's worse. Someone being gone, but still out there, or someone being gone forever, dead. I think someone… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“It would seem that losing the sadness would be a good thing, but it has been replaced by nothing -a quiet acceptance… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“When kids make gross face, parents say, "One day your face is going to stick like that." I'm afraid that one day… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“I don't think that I am happy, but then again, I don't know. Sometimes I get so caught up in the process… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“Bein with them is like walking in after a play has already started. You try to slip in quietly and find your seat, but… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“The moment I drove away in September I felt like someone was following our car with an eraser, rubbing out my old life.” — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“It's weird to hear this again - to hear how I was perceived by people before they got to know me. Some of the… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“When I try to save other people am I trying to save myself? Am I covering up for my lack of strength by putting… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“Most days I go home crying and my dad tells me welcome to the real world.” — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“I am trying to find myself in all of the chaos, find something that I can call me inside the screams and inside the… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“An eye here, lips there, all misplaced and disjointed, all make sense.” — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“Little whit pills for calm and quiet, for sense of a composed face in a broken mirror.” — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“Is this what all the years of schooling were for? To prepare me for this Sense of being stuck in the middle? What was… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“She says it's like a switch - a big red PANIC switch - gets flipped in my head and I can't turn it off.… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
