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Whatever has happened in someone's past, the future is theirs to shape. The first step is to find a way out.

Ellen Hopkins

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Ellen Hopkins
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: March 26
Novelist
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Long Beach
California
Ellen Louise Hopkins
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When you've only got one little shimmer of sunshine, you capture it best you can.
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And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get nice house.
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Life is all about change. If it were static, think about how boring it would be. You can't be afraid of it, and you can't worry that you'll mess things up. You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.
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With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.
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Always before, I just said no, left it solidly there. I waver now. I want to share everything with him. Want to know what he knows, feel what he feels, share the same space he's in.
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I hate this feeling. Like I'm here, but I'm not. Like someone cares. But they don't. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.
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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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I want to open myself, let him inside. But how do I give what has already been taken?
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The truth is, I've always been afraid of letting anyone get too close. I built a wall around me, a barricade to hide behind those few times someone wanted entry to my heart.
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Forgiveness isn’t my best thing. Easier staying pissed. But I’m tired of being pissed all the time. Tired of feeling hurt by stuff that can never be fixed because it is an indelible part of the past.
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