Elizabeth Scott
Elizabeth Scott
growing-up real teenager
I always wanted to be grown up. When I was little I couldn’t wait to be a teenager and go to high school. When I got there I wanted to be done with it, wanted to get out into the world, the real one, and live in it. The thing is, that world doesn’t exist. All growing up means is that you realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.
fashion real school
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 be enough like everyone else to get through and out into the waiting world.
real broken want
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 have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.
real being-real want
I wants us to be real. I want to be just you and me. - Ryan
morning real saws
She looked at me for real and saw I was serious. She saw I knew she was for me like you know that tomorrow morning the sun will rise.
morning real school
I want to care, but I don't. I look at you and all I feel is tired. I walk through school and all I want to do is leave. I wake up in the morning and don't know why I'm here. I feel like I'm not real.
memories real heart
Whatever happened to me just now has gotten to me, broken past the fragile shell I've built. More than my memory is gone. My soul has wings that beat to a heart I don't understand and I see things, feel things that I know aren't from here, but that are so real.
call phone
There's never been a sign, there's never been a letter. The only phone call they got was from me.
aware black culture good history month nice people
I think this is a good thing because it makes people aware of what's going on with black culture. A lot of times Black History Month is overlooked, so it's nice to see it recognized.
alex award beautiful butterfly enduring funeral grace life released serve since spoke tribute
Shortly before she died, Alex spoke to us about butterflies, and we released them at her funeral as a beautiful tribute to her life. Since then, the butterfly has come to symbolize Alex, her life and her work. The Alexandra Scott Butterfly Award will serve as an enduring tribute to her memory, and we congratulate Grace as this year's winner.
matter firsts stills
I liked him first, but it doesn't matter. I still like him. That doesn't matter either. Or at least, it's not supposed to.
thinking want taste
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.
sweet pain heart
He's looking at me as if the whole world waits for my next breath, with an intensity that makes my heart pound and my palms sweat and then he smiles, a sweet curve of his mouth, and my breath catches, but then I freeze because there is something about it, something beyond it that I know, that makes my mind go blank with fear and pain.
hurt uncertain understood
And now I see what has been there all along, what I've noticed but never truly understood until now. Eli is as uncertain as I am, as we all are. Life has surprised him like it has me. Has hurt him like it has me.