Fake Is that what you are if you choose to improve the basic not perfect you? — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
She's incredible, not that she's perfect. But you once said imperfections create character. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Commitment means losing yourself to gain something temporary. Nothing lasts. Not looks. Not love. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
She is angle. I am curve. Together, we are geometric sculpture, and we make perfect sense. — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Alone, there is only the person inside. I've grown to like her better than the stuck-up husk of me. Alone, there is… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Or might the soul clone itself, create a perfect imitation of something yet to be defined? In this way, can a reflection… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
The truth is, I've always been afraid of letting anyone get too close. I built a wall around me, a barricade to… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Transformation Isn't easy when most of the people in your life think you're already perfect, and want you to stay just how… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
“ Perfect? How do you define a word without concrete meaning? To each his own, the saying goes, so why push 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
