It's bullshit. It's so easy to label people, to look at a list of symptoms and say, "This is who you are.… — Elizabeth Scott Bullshit Copy Share Image
I think...I think sometimes that's how it is. Sometimes people have to go before you get stuff. Before you can really get… — Elizabeth Scott People Copy Share Image
I suppose he's making a real fashion statement, but this is high school. You're not supposed to be real. You're supposed to… — Elizabeth Scott Being real Copy Share Image
He is nothing to look at, and yet I can’t stop looking at him. There is something beautiful in how his face… — Elizabeth Scott Beautiful Copy Share Image
I don’t know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything… — Elizabeth Scott Dave Copy Share Image
I'd dressed up and hoped and I was so tired of doing that, so tired of dreaming and being unable to stop… — Elizabeth Scott Dream 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.… — Elizabeth Scott Choice 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 Broken Copy Share Image
Whatever happened to me just now has gotten to me, broken past the fragile shell I've built. More than my memory is… — Elizabeth Scott Beats Copy Share Image
My father looked like he was having a stroke— not that Mel seemed to notice because he just kept talking. “Patrick needs… — Elizabeth Scott Car Copy Share Image
I always wanted to be grown up. When I was little I couldn’t wait to be a teenager and go to high… — Elizabeth Scott Adolescence Copy Share Image
Kate, don't be like that. You know I only did so well because I yearn-see, SAT word- to follow you to college… — Elizabeth Scott Clown Copy Share Image
“She has no idea who I am, not really. She's just someone who's noticed me because the video and she'll forget what… — Elizabeth Scott Burning inside Copy Share Image
“This is what happiness is, past the rubbish of its overuse as a word, past the cracked gloss of the letters that… — Elizabeth Scott Gloss Copy Share Image
The story of my life can be told in silver: in chocolate mills, serving spoons, and services for twelve. The story of… — Elizabeth Scott Chocolate Copy Share Image
What had been became what was and a story only works when you know the ending. When the people in it don’t… — Elizabeth Scott Girl Copy Share Image
“I see it in his eyes, he has eyes you can see everything in, and I say, "Morgan," my voice as quiet… — Elizabeth Scott Eyes Say Copy Share Image
“And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s… — Elizabeth Scott Insults Copy Share Image
I love books. I like that the moment you open one and sink into it you can escape from the world, into… — Elizabeth Scott Book Copy Share Image
You ready?" Evan asks, and he's looking at me, and I love his hair, I love his smile, I lo--"I Love You,"… — Elizabeth Scott Hair Copy Share Image
Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear… — Elizabeth Scott Doors Copy Share Image
I’m broken, I have cut myself wide open. I can see my heart and it is not what I believed it was,… — Elizabeth Scott Broken Copy Share Image
Imagine a guy. He’s a little taller than you, with perfect skin, skin that just screams “touch me!” and dark hair and… — Elizabeth Scott Blue 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 Confused Copy Share Image
And now I see what has been there all along, what I've noticed but never truly understood until now. Eli is as… — Elizabeth Scott Hurt Copy Share Image
There's no good way to die, you know? No way I've seen, anyway. It all ends with tubes and bedpans and IVs… — Elizabeth Scott Ends Copy Share Image
“If she could breathe then it could be heard, but she was breathless.” — Elizabeth Scott Breathe Copy Share Image
The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating — Elizabeth Scott Beating Copy Share Image
I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired. — Elizabeth Scott Care Copy Share Image
“It will be over soon, finally, but the thing about hearts is that they want to keep beating. They want to keep… — Elizabeth Scott Beating Copy Share Image
But the past couple of days I’ve missed you so much it’s felt like missing you is all I am. — Elizabeth Scott Couple Copy Share Image
Things end. People leave. And you know what? Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn't happen, how would you be able… — Elizabeth Scott Able Copy Share Image
“...She is so relieved to know that he's better and is finally getting the sleep he needs and she misses him.” — Elizabeth Scott Relieved Copy Share Image
