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 SZOSTAKI don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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I gave all of my vulnerability away for you, to you exposed the dirt of my soul not understood. Kept on, waiting for hope, in despair.
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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.
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Blissful comfort of pain and sorrow ravishes my rationality and drinks up my hope, for even thee whom I romanticize so deeply leaves me in a pool of intrusive thoughts telling me no matter what I say or do even the mirror despises you.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
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For the most important type of love is love for oneself and only you can hear all of your beautiful verses that never got to see the light of the day.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.
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We have to remember to do small things every single day and minute for sometimes love is simply not enough to fill our cup.
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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.
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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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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I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.
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Each and every bad seed counts, for even if they don’t survive or grow too beautifully, a bad seed allows you to re-evalutate the others and appreciate them even more.
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