I don’t think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate.
Elizabeth ScottMots clés romance young-adult teenagers young-adult-romance
I knew from Brianna that being beautiful wasn’t all great. Brianna had changed in middle school. One day we were both seventh graders and the next, she was a supermodel who had a seventh grader for a best friend.
Elizabeth ScottMots clés young-adult teenagers young-adult-romance
working to my potential.' It's like every teacher I have has some sort of manual to use when talking to me. She finished with, 'You have so much going for you,' which was the dumbest thing anyone, even Laurie, has ever said to me.
Elizabeth ScottMots clés humor relateable
I wish it had never happened because then I wouldn't think about it as I'm falling asleep.
Elizabeth ScottMots clés romance elizabeth-scott
Friends. Strange indeed. There's just so much at risk, including my heart and mental stability - which are both still extremely fragile. I'm getting better but my heart still aches for you. I'm also having a hard time dealing with the fear. I don't want to be sad anymore. I don't want to cry, worry, or be scared anymore. I just wish I could feel free and happy again. If I can't talk to you at all, it's unbearable. If I talk to you too much, it's unbearable. It doesn't leave much. I want us both to be happy. I just want everything to be okay for you and me. I don't want anyone else to hurt. I feel like I've hurt enough for everyone. I've cried enough tears to fill everyone's bucket.
Elizabeth ScottI want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.
Elizabeth ScottBecause when I first saw you I thought─no, I knew─you were special. Because I still think that every time I look at you. Because I think you're smart and funny and brave. But most of all," he grins at me─ "because I like questions.
Elizabeth Scott..."Are you okay?" he says, still looking at me, and I feel my smile slip, fade, and the silence that falls over us then is so total I can’t hear anything, not the rush-hiss of my heart pounding in my chest, not the sounds all around us; insects, wind, and the distant clatter of others’ lives in houses built close but not too close because when we look out our windows we all like to pretend that everything we see is ours. But Ryan is not mine.
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I want to care, but I don’t.
I look at you and all I feel is tired.
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And what if---what are you if the people who are supposed to love you can leave you like you're nothing?
Elizabeth ScottMots clés love family abandonment
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