I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
You're right . . . you can't go back. No matter how much you want to, you never can — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I didn’t want to see it. I didn’t think he’d ever really notice me, and in the end, he didn’t. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
the thing is you can get used to anything you think you cant you want to die but you dont you cant… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
Because I-I'm someone who wants to kiss you. Be with you." Eli says as if it is obvious, as if I know… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
love is...you get confused and you do stuff you don't mean to do-and you just-you hate yourself and sometimes you don't even… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I don't know how I know that, but I do. I can feel the beat of that truth inside me. Taste it… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
Talking about someone who makes you happy actually makes you happy. Being happy makes you want to talk, to go over everything,… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I want to care, but I don't. I look at you and all I feel is tired. I walk through school and… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
So, you're telling me that no matter what, you can't be happy? Well, darling, it's no wonder you're miserable. It's what you… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I didn't want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
You tell yourself that you aren't something or that you can't be something, and you know what? It will become true. You… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
Josh pulls me aside. "Hey, About before, I just... I wanted to say ... well, I think you're pretty special." He says,… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I've been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn't like that at all. It is beautiful, but it's a… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I think the way I feel when I look at Evan comes from her. In pictures taken the day she married my… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I see what grief does, how it strips you bare, shows you all the things you don't want to know. That loss… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“Under the idea that we can all make our own fates, that we have choices, is the reminder that sometimes we don't. That sometimes… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
“All right, you caught me. I'm secretly obsessed with you and spend all my free time writing about you in my journal. 'Dear Diary,… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
Things... well, things suck sometimes. And sometimes you can fix it. And sometimes you can't. It's just the way it is. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
So, you're telling me that no matter what, you can't be happy? Well, darling, it's no wonder you're miserable. It's what you want...So then… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
School is just like having a job. You have to show up, you have to do your work, and you have to be around… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
Okay, I guess you can come in." "Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in."… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
“No, it can't," I say. "It's— it's the kind of thing you want to say, that you want to believe, but it isn't— I… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
The world will knock you down plenty. You don't need to be doing it to yourself. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
it´s just...today has really sucked, and when you´re around stuff doesn´t seem so crappy - Will — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
Imagine a guy. He’s a little taller than you, with perfect skin, skin that just screams “touch me!” and dark hair and gorgeous blue… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
Wherever I go, I'll always see you. You'll always be with me. And there's no happy ending coming here, no way a story that… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share
