Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
Z. ELLIOTTMy body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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I don’t need a doctor or a shaman to tell me how I feel, only I have the power to heal. I can mend my wounds into scars as a reminder of where I’ve been and how far I’ve come.
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Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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I had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
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My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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The heaviness of world can often feel like we’re living in black and white, sometimes all we need is a splash of color to remind us of the good in life.
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There are so many beautiful parts of me but your eyes were too out of focus to notice.
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I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Instead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
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I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.
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Grief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
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I’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.
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Blue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.
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Please don’t make me feel special or worthy of your time If you’re just going to feed other girls those same sweet lines.
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Don’t be afraid of the heat, it’s just the fire blazing inside my heart. I can warm up the room and thaw away at the bitter and cold parts of you.
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