June 2013
“Love is strange. One minute you’re jungle fever. The next you’re Arctic winter.”
—Fallout, Ellen Hopkins (via laura-whateverfloatsyourboat)
“I stare into his eyes,
as into a crystal ball,
but I cannot find forever,
only movies of yesterday,
a sketchbook of today,
dreams of a shared tomorrow.
His eyes whisper secrets.
But are they truths or fairytales?” —(via hertaintedmind)
as into a crystal ball,
but I cannot find forever,
only movies of yesterday,
a sketchbook of today,
dreams of a shared tomorrow.
His eyes whisper secrets.
But are they truths or fairytales?” —(via hertaintedmind)
“You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.”
—Ellen Hopkins, Impulse (via quotesthatcapture)
“So close to feeling like maybe, just maybe I have a chance at being okay. So close to feeling normal. Regular. Not a misfit at all, but someone worthy of a friend, and not only a friend, but a boyfriend.”
—Fallout by Ellen Hopkins (via do-not-go-gentle-but-rage)
“I’m in love. And I like how that feels. And I hate how that feels. Because love is an invention of fiction writers.”
—Ellen Hopkins, Identical (via kataang1234)
Suicide of God
Where was god when he hung himself
What use were the empty prayers when he suffocated himself inside the car
What was the good lord doing when his parents found his body
How holy were the church walls when his blood covered them.
Explain to me how he lets my classmates kill themselves. Time after time after time.
Tell me what’s the point of being loved by a god when you can’t even love yourself?
“You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.”
—Ellen Hopkins, Impulse (via dannaturalist)
“I think that’s why people cut— little slices so they don’t shred completely.”
—Tilt by Ellen Hopkins (via wisdomfromtheyoungandstupid)
