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Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.
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Ellen Hopkins
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: March 26
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Long Beach
California
Ellen Louise Hopkins
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The first time I kissed you. One kiss, and I was totally hooked. Addicted to you. I could never love anyone the way I love you. I'd follow you across the universe.
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I feel like a goddess, jailed in her Olympus. Little wonder how the gods toyed with humans. Toyed with women, to watch them squirm, pollinate the seeds of despair toyed with men, to satiate their Seven Deadly Sins.
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That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.
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I wanted to meet the monster. Why go down if you can go up?
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Too much to take in, too much to purge. Why must every memory, once sweet, dead end in such ugliness?
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Think long and hard before offering your heart to someone who can only accept it part-time
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Why are people so afraid of giving their kids necessary information that might prevent an unwanted pregnancy or disease? But they're not worried about the violent nature of video games or movies or books.
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I'd like to cry now. Don't know how.
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I know I can't stay here forever
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No way to get away. No way to get away. Little change to sneak away... insanity.
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Sorry. But I don't need some money-grubbing preacher defining my relationship with God.
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Would I drown saving him?
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The problem with falling in love is falling back out of it again, usually because you've fallen in love with a lie. That happens as often as not.
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Communication Was never big in my house. We sat together over dinner, but the only sound you'd hear was crunching and chewing and the little ones asking for more, please. We lived, all boxed up in invisible containers. We hardly knew the people we called sister or father. Jackie and I were the exceptions to that rule.
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But death doesn't scare me. To know exactly when I might expect it, up close and in my face, would actually be a comfort. Because to tell the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape.
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Smile. Nod. Say something witty before he finds out what an incredible geek you are.
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Authors have to write for their characters, for who they are, that's the strength of books. Don't worry about censors. Just write the story you need to tell and the rewards will come.
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Nonfiction speaks to the head. Fiction speaks to the heart. Poetry speaks to the soul. It's the essence of beauty. The essence of pain. It pleases the eye and the ear.
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Yesterday influences today, thus creates tomorrow.
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But hey, I'm not exactly sold on the idea that love is, in fact, real. Will it find me one day, overtake me, infiltrate my life like sunlight snakes through the cold of morning? Can love thaw me? will it ever?
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