If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIDear hands, don’t let them tell you art is a hopeless pursuit art my friends is pursuing light for the hopeless.
More Quinn Zukowski Quotes
-
-
Listening – it is a love I cherish well.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
You made me feel crazy for wanting to be loved like it wasn’t the thing you promised to do.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I hate that time flies away too soon. I hate that dreams die faster when I don’t have you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Poems and pictures blood and light everything worth feeling twice is bound with such a price.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I need you to need me like water and not just in moments of thirst.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
You know the marks of my skin better than anyone else. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’ve made a few yourself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
To be struck with a force you cannot match if not death it must be love.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
If words could scatter flesh the way it feels inside the heart I’d be holding up the walls in the house of our goodbye.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Palm trees-they bend but never break I hope your love grows like this.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I am tired of being the frontline to other peoples war if I must die today may it be for myself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I can take care of myself but still its nice knowing you love me enough to do the same.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Skin is just the softest cage.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
When you’ve been hurt so many times every reaching hand looks hungry not helpful.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Don’t become the thing that hurt you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I didn’t want someone else I wanted the best version of you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Love me fearlessly for everything I am and all the things I come with.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Is it love that really binds us? isn’t lust the first to find us? Was my heart so fucking worthless that you threw it all behind us?
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Its been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
Pain has one name but finds you through many.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
My mind is never where it needs to be and doesn’t tell me where it goes it runs away one window to the next looking for you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
The spilling of blood is payment for the joy that is to come.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
If you don’t understand your own heart why should I trust you with mine?
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
The death of imagination is the end of all possibility.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
My longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
A vicious cycle of becoming the thing that hurt you the most- Life.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI -
I’m chasing old feelings because tomorrow has yet to show me anything better than you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI