Zuzanna Szostak Quotes

Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beg Breathe Drink Myself Prayer Pride Water Worth
No matter where we are, what air we breathe or which stars we are under. Your eyes always take me to dream land; that inner child-like peace of mind. That I crave when you’re gone and afar and I only see you when in my sleep.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Breathe Crave Dreams Mindset Peace Sleep Stars Yourself
I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Eyes Life Light Myself See True Wild
I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Dreams Inspirational Myself Stay
I’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
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Drown Love Ocean Relationship Sex Time Water
Peace is when I am cuddled up in a snug wool blanket with a hot coffee in hand without worry in mind, so I can dream about red sunsets and the scent of warm, sun kissed bodies.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Body Coffee Dreams Hands Kissing Mindset Peace Worry
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Herself Love Worth
Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.
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Art Breathe Leaving Lost Peace Race Thinking Worry
I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Feeling Love Ocean Priority Yourself
Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Alive Breathe Feeling Way Yourself
On the verge of what is there to see, a beautiful landscape of the sea washing away what we’re made off, looking back we drown we fall.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beautiful Drown Fall Sea See
Do you recognize your voice, the one that’s coming from your own mouth, when words are forming on your tongue?
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Recognition Voice Word Yourself
Curled up in a ball slowly shutting down as my body is being devoured by those ugly, fearsome monsters that have lived in my guts ever since I could remember.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Anxiety Body Fear Live Mental Monster Myself Remember Ugly
So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?
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Beautiful Confusion Illusion Important Life Live Reality Shallow Small
Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Growth Hate Sea Struggle
And when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that beneath these scars lies a woman, that is good that is kind, that I myself aspired to be.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Aspiration Goodness Kind Mirror Myself Scars Woman
Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Carry Flame Hurt Mistake Myself Skin
A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Calm Chaos Myself Peace World
Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beg Breathe Drink Myself Prayer Pride Water Worth
I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Eyes Life Light Myself See True Wild
I believed less is what I needed, what I tried to achieve; I thought less is more, better, the minimalistic beauty of life.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Achievement Beautiful Believe Life Minimalism Myself Need Try
Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Growth Hate Sea Struggle
The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beautiful Myself Mystery Night Silence Soul
Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Dreams Fantasy Flame Lips Myself Skin Touch Yourself
When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Care Feeling Grass Myself Nature Stay Temporary
From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Life Myself Play Ridiculous Time
I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Beautiful Cry Myself Self Love

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