When You Weren't Looking ...why. ...Can't you ...care ...more ...about ...me. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I still care for you, you know.. That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
As I thought about that, I had to wonder: What will we know better about tomorrow? Who cares? Hindsight is useless. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay.… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I was about six years old, still Daddy's little girl, even though Daddy couldn't care less about me. How could I expect… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Do you know how beautiful you are?' I shook my head 'I'm not. But you make me fell like I am.' I… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
When You Weren’t Looking The child became a woman, though she wasn’t ready to. Don’t ask how or why. Those questions are… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I hate this feeling. Like I'm here, but I'm not. Like someone cares. But they don't. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
God is love," she said. "And he respects love, whether it's between a parents, and child, a man and woman, or friends.… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Smoke You stand infront of me, pretending to be solid, but you are nothing more than smoke and mirors. You said you'd… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I don’t think God has a gender. I don’t think God hates gays or Democrats, and I don’t think you have to… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I've been alone since my mom met Scott. He sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly. No nurture, no nourishment left… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I wonder how long it would take him to realize I'm right as sin - it's the rest of the world that's wrong. I'm… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Do you know how beautiful you are?' I shook my head 'I'm not. But you make me fell like I am.' I wanted to… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don't have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
...life is all about chances. You might be safer not taking any. But playing it totally safe means you're only existing. Not living. I… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
The truth is, I don't have a real clue what love is - how to find it, how to give it. Once upon a… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
But death doesn't scare me. To know exactly when I might expect it, up close and in my face, would actually be a comfort.… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
So You Want to Know All about her. Who she really is. (Was?) Why she swerved off the high road. Hard left to nowhere,… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I don’t belong here. I know that. But I don’t belong anywhere else, either. And that is at the heart of the black depression… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Six months since we met up again we are inseparable, an intricate weave. No longer do I believe this is a temporary fling. More… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
