Can’t promise I’ll stay. That would be lying. And I’m so, so tired of lies. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Torch every book. Burn every page. Char every word to ash. Ideas are incombustible. And therein lies your real fear. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
All I can do is lie here, brain turning somersaults. It's nights like these when memories stir, whipping themselves into stiff peaks… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
The problem with falling in love is falling back out of it again, usually because you've fallen in love with a lie.… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
And if candor strikes to forcefully, step back, draw careful breath, and consider the angle your words must take before you open… — 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
He's solid. "You're fractured." He's hopeful. "You're hopeless." He's always there. "You're half there." He's faithful. "You're so not." He's giving. "You're… — 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
Eyes Tell Stories But do they know how to craft fiction? Do they know how to spin lies? His eyes swear forever,… — 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
