I write poetry anyway and have for years and years. For me, putting fiction and poetry together is like the best of… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Ask me, it's a sin to pervert faith with religion. Despite every church, mosque, & synagogue in it, this is not the… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
But more importantly, you are a gift, to all who know you, whether or not they realize it. If they don't, they… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Despite whoever created it, it's my world, & the only one I've got. Might as well make the best of it, right?… — 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… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
You are a gift to all who know you, whether or not they realize it. If they don't, they are blind. You… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Me? Beautiful? I'm plain as cardboard. That may be how you see yourself, but the rest of the world would be hard… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Not exactly. I see a girl who wants to present someone special to the world. Someone beautiful. The pinnacle of beauty. But… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
I felt angry, frustrated. I felt I didn't belong, not in my church, not in my home, not in my skin. Amidst… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
A whole big, giant world full of men. Men with blue eyes. Brown eyes. Green eyes. And indescribable shades in between. Tall… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Standing Here My entire world far beneath my feet, I should be filled with pride. Instead, I feel overwhelmed by a sense… — 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
