Elizabeth Scott may refer to:
. . . sometimes, you have to break your own heart.
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.
You're right. . . you can't go back. No matter how much you want to, you never can
But the past couple of days I’ve missed you so much it’s felt like missing you is all I am.
I’m always the one who doesn’t have a date, the one guys walk up to and say, “So, is your friend, you know, with someone?” and I may not be the only girl without someone, but it feels like it sometimes. A lot of the time.
Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.
I don't know how I know that, but I do. I can feel the beat of that truth inside me. Taste it bitter on my tongue. Sometimes, like now, I didn't think I want to know who I really am.
I heard how people sounded when their dreams were shattered, when their lives were turned into a waking nightmare.
I wants us to be real. I want to be just you and me. - Ryan