I was blinded by the desire to be wanted that I forgot how to love myself.
Z. ELLIOTTI 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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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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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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He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.
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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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Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
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I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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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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After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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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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I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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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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I knew my healing had purpose when songs that used to remind me of you didn’t bring tears to my eyes anymore.
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I am a force of nature. I command an audience by just my mere presence.
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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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Ink pours like rain when I think about all the times you said my name, heartache just falls onto the page.
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