The world will knock you down plenty. You don't need to be doing it to yourself. Elizabeth Scott More Quotes by Elizabeth Scott More Quotes From Elizabeth Scott This is what happiness is, past the rubbish of its overuse as a word, past the cracked gloss of the letters that mean nothing when strung together. They mean something now, and I know what it's like when you and someone else are right together. How simple is is, and how amazing. Elizabeth Scott simple mean past I thought living dead girls couldn't feel pain, thought I was emptied out but I'm not, I'm not. Elizabeth Scott pain girl feels I have been smashed and put back together so many times nothing works right. Nothing is where it should be, heavy thumping in my shoulder where my heart now beats. Elizabeth Scott sad together heart She became a story, one I have mostly forgotten. One I can't end because she died a long time ago. Elizabeth Scott forgotten stories long I'd forgotten how much feelings hurt. Elizabeth Scott hurt-feelings hurt feelings It was like we were all so busy trying to be happy or saying we were happy, but underneath there was nothing but bitterness, the kind that could only be bled out in ink, in unspoken word. Elizabeth Scott unspoken-words ink trying There are a million rules for being a girl. There are a million things you have to do to get through each day. High school has things that can trip you up, ruin you, people say one thing and mean another, and you have to know all the rules, you have to know what you can and can't do. Elizabeth Scott girl mean school Once upon a time, I did not live in Shady Pines. Once upon a time, my name was not Alice. Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was. Elizabeth Scott lucky once-upon-a-time names I love the me I am with him. I’m the girl who has Dave. I’m Lauren, Dave’s girlfriend. I’m someone better than Lauren Smith, who no one noticed till Dave came along. The thing is, that girl isn’t me and I know it. But when I’m with him, I feel like I could be her. That if something in me was just–I don’t know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything would always be perfect. I would be perfect. Elizabeth Scott girl people thinking 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 terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall-you fall, and the thing is- The thing is you want to. You don't care what's coming you just want who your heart beats for. Elizabeth Scott heart beautiful fall Look at me. We aren´t them lauren. You´re not your mother or father any more than I´m my mother. You´re you and I´m me and I love you. Elizabeth Scott mother love-you father I don’t know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything would always be perfect. I would be perfect. Elizabeth Scott perfect people thinking I see what grief does, how it strips you bare, shows you all the things you don't want to know. That loss doesn't end, that there isn't a moment where you are done, when you can neatly put it away and move on. Elizabeth Scott grief loss moving The story of my life can be told in silver: in chocolate mills, serving spoons, and services for twelve. The story of my life has nothing to do with me. The story of my life is things. Things that aren’t mine, that won’t ever be mine. It’s all I’ve ever known. I wish it wasn’t. Elizabeth Scott twelve chocolate wish It could be enough, maybe, or at least a start, but the problem is that at night I tumble into dreams that aren't dreams at all. I tumble into memories and wake up aching for a dying world and a quiet, cold life that offered me nothing but sitting in a still room. Elizabeth Scott dream night memories Like a heart, and I wish mine wasn't beating. Elizabeth Scott mines wish heart
