And you… do you know what you are?” “Stupid?” “Beautiful,” he says, his face turning red. — Elizabeth Scott Beautiful Copy Share Image
She looked at me for real and saw I was serious. She saw I knew she was for me like you know… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
Too late, too late, juice pouring does not a kind soul make, and I killed you. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
Little Alice, all hollowed out, so easy to smash into a million little pieces. — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful. — Elizabeth Scott Beautiful Copy Share Image
I don't eat bread.' Is she pouting? It's hard to tell. She's had a lot of chemicals injected into her face. — Elizabeth Scott Bread Copy Share Image
I think you’re the saddest person I’ve ever met. It’s like you’re drowning in it. — Elizabeth Scott 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 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
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
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 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 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 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
The story of my life can be told in silver: in chocolate mills, serving spoons, and services for twelve. The story of… — Elizabeth Scott 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 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
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 Copy Share Image
The thing is, that world doesn't exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“working to my potential.' It's like every teacher I have has some sort of manual to use when talking to me. She… — Elizabeth Scott Humor 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 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
“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
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 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
I’m always the one who doesn’t have a date, the one guys walk up to and say, “So, is your friend, you… — Elizabeth Scott 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 Copy Share Image
That's you, right?' he asks me. 'Yeah.' 'Cute. Not that I, uh, think little kids are cute. Just that you were cute.… — Elizabeth Scott 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
It was like we were all so busy trying to be happy or saying we were happy, but underneath there was nothing… — Elizabeth Scott Anger Copy Share Image
I knew I was having a panic attack. I hadn't had one in a while, though, and I'd forgotton how they made… — Elizabeth Scott Anxiety Copy Share Image
All the things I've thought about love are true. It's beautiful and terrible and it doesn't make things perfect. It ends things,… — Elizabeth Scott Beautiful Copy Share Image
I told you we were meant to be," he says, still smiling, still so Finn, who was always here but who I… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“You,I think. I am terrified of you. Of how your kindness makes me like you in spite of myself. Of how you… — Elizabeth Scott Kindness 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 Happiness Copy Share Image
“This death expert said it's everything underground that makes grass so green. That dead things make the living. I want to lie… — Elizabeth Scott Death Copy Share Image
He looks trapped, helpless and furious, and that’s a feeling I know too well. Know how much it hurts. Know how it… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
