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Best Sadeandriazabala Quotes This Week

  1. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 11, 2015 7:47pm UTC
    I am a BuTTeRFLY
    whose wings have been
    RIPPED OFF BY A SMALL,
    caReLess cHILD. (YouR
    mother should've taught
    YOU BETTER.)

  2. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    September 22, 2017 8:39pm UTC
    Please keep all credit in the codes/parts of codes you'd like to use. [That includes keeping this little message thing here as well. c:] (c) Gilded
    w
    rite me a love letter,
    toss it in the ocean.
    May I never read what it says.

  3. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    February 10, 2016 2:33pm UTC
    Are three suitcases enough to pack my experiences? Will I be charged extra if I stuff in everyone’s goodbyes? How many kilos does heartbreak weigh? Homesickness? Anxiety? Love? Loss? How heavy is the psychological baggage we carry?

  4. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    May 31, 2016 6:42pm UTC
    Your eyes intimidate like black magic I’ve tried to avoid yet can’t seem to get out of. I’m trapped in a swamp of dead bodies, but maybe if I remain under your spell you’ll be kind enough to bring me back to life.

  5. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 14, 2015 7:00pm UTC
    Everyone has their own
    DEMONS, I'M SORRY YOURS
    LooK so MucH LIKe Me.

  6. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 14, 2015 7:35pm UTC
    Pull my hair, bite my tongue. Taste the monsters we've
    Become.

  7. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 17, 2015 2:27pm UTC
    Do not call me weak. It was brave of me to love you, and it was brave of me to leave you. It was strength enough for me to walk away when my legs were shaking, lungs were aching, body screaming out for you still I walked away. And now I’m here. So don’t ever call me weak. I am courageous as fxck.

  8. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 13, 2015 5:00pm UTC
    Time heals? Time doesn’t heal. Time only forgets. The wounds are still there, the memories scabbing, festering somewhere inside the cranium. Time is an anesthetic. But you are a claw post, a punching bag, a collection of scars that knows how to breathe. And so you do.

  9. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 14, 2015 6:46pm UTC
    That's what really scares me.
    Falling in love is easy. Having s.ex is easier. But bumping into someone who can spark your soul — that s.hit is rare. You could f.uck four, five, all the people in a godd.amned room and you'd only feel a connection with one. Or none at all. And what sucks is despite the undeniably real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don't end up together. I'm afraid I won't meet anyone else I can connect with. I'm scared it'll be just you.

  10. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 17, 2015 8:03pm UTC
    I am not gonna be your 15-minute cigarette. I am lung cancer. I am going to fxck you up. Just when you think you've quit me and forgotten me, I will creep back in your life when you're 40, 50, 60 and I will slowly fxck you up. All this time I've been killing you and you didn't even know it. Tell your wife I'm sorry.

  11. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    March 20, 2016 12:08pm UTC
    HE LOVES ME, HE
    LOVES ME NOT? I'M
    NOT A FLOWER. I'M
    THE FXCKING SUN.

  12. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    February 20, 2016 10:04am UTC
    Look no further for adventure. There are roadtrips in your own backyard. Follow the map on the palms of your hands, explore the trails on the veins in your feet as unknown territories await beneath your rib bones. Satiate your wanderlust - discover yourself.

  13. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 13, 2015 6:12pm UTC
    They say we are made of stardust, but lately all I taste of is activated charcoal and ash. My lungs are corrupted by my own breath. There are blisters on my feet from trying to run away from myself.

  14. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 6, 2015 11:36pm UTC
    They told me I wasn’t enough. I wasn’t pretty enough, thin enough, smart enough, sexy enough, talented enough. And they were right. I am not enough. I am capable, I am surviving, I am bravery, I am virtue, I am silence. I am human, I am learning, I am expanding, I am more, more, more.

  15. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 12, 2015 8:26pm UTC
    I am made of sunlight, crashing waves, and fireworks. You think you can tame me and cool my flesh? I am the girl who plays with matches, and trust me I play it well. Lord knows I’ve walked through villages leaving a pile of destruction in my wake. My heart is a bushfire and the next time you try to control me, darling, make no mistake — I will burst out and ravage you in flames. I’ll burn you to the ground.
    — Sade Andria Zabala, For All the Girls with Messy Hearts

  16. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    March 29, 2016 2:39pm UTC
    it’s funny when home stops being the place you were born and instead becomes the place where you are loved, safe, and cherished.

  17. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    December 13, 2015 6:36pm UTC
    I WANT TO DISSOLVE
    InTo THe sKY. I wanT
    the stars to swallow me whole.

  18. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 1, 2016 8:03pm UTC
    I grew up learning
    romance is violence.
    So when people ask “How do you love?”
    I say,
    Love
    is a door banged shut in anger,
    vocal chords rubbing together in fright,
    raised voices echoing in the middle of the night
    dancing from my room to yours.
    Love
    is red skin pinched from the thighs,
    is clenched fists smacked on a table,
    is furniture piled to block the way in,
    is an object slammed on purpose so you know I’ll know I’m
    wrong
    wrong
    wrong,
    Love
    is shrugging your hand from my shoulders,
    is not texting back,
    is throwing your phone against the wall,
    is kicking you in your sleep,
    is claw marks and bruised knuckles,
    is bleeding lips and bitten tongues,
    is shoving and pulling,
    is a knife unsliced,
    is 50 apologies not taken, 50 insults not taken back,
    is f.uck yous,
    is eye-daggers,
    is silence,
    is making them cry until they realize they are
    wrong
    wrong
    wrong.
    —Sade Andria Zabala, Romance Is Violent

  19. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    March 31, 2016 8:56pm UTC
    You will be out with friends and notice how the conversation always lulls when it becomes about you. You notice, you have always noticed how no one ever seems to ask “How are you,” how no one ever seems to care. But these are the people you call “friends.” These are the people you have trusted with your secrets for years, but hasn’t it always felt like confessing to a wall?
    So you come home.
    You will arrive home and notice how your mother lights up with affection when your brother, your sister say “Hello,” yet go rigid when she hears your footsteps. You notice, you have always noticed how every accomplishment fell on deaf ears, every failure welcomed with a slap back. So you say “Hello” and receive silence. So you walk on your tiptoes just a bit lighter. But these are the people you call “family,” the person you call “mom.” This is whose feet you have always licked without being kissed in return, but hasn’t it always felt like whiplash?
    So maybe you seek solace elsewhere.
    You will go to him to nestle on the sanctuary that is his chest and notice how he never quite meets your eye when you exchange “I love yous.” You notice, you have always noticed how his gaze casually flickers towards the skinny white girl with the toned a.ss, the perky t.its. You have always noticed how you blame other people for your misery. But this is the boy you call “lover,” and you are what you call “unwanted.” These are the moments when you’ve felt like discarded trash, but hasn’t it always felt like surrender? Hasn’t it always felt like self-punishment?
    You think you are not good enough. Not sexy enough. Not funny enough.
    And you aren’t. You are more.
    You are more than your loneliness, than your self-pity, than your hunger. You have noticed, and you will always notice how there’s too much space between the both of you when you hug, how all your life you’ve been trying to keep up with people trying to leave you behind, how you often seem to be in the outer edges of a circle. Uninvited, unsure.
    Your jokes will never be enough. Your text messages never enough. Your gifts, open palms, and naked love never enough. Your absence goes unnoticed. Your words make no marked difference because you’re no one, you’re nothing, you don’t matter. But not to the right person. You should never be made to think that you are too difficult to be loved, because you aren’t, but to the wrong people you will be.
    Your worth is not composed of the hearts of people who refuse to love you. And how “enough” you are isn’t measured by how many people make you feel like it.
    You are not defined by the number of people who like you.
    You are not an option, or a filler, or somebody’s godd.amn poster child.
    You are enough. You’ve always been more than enough, but to the wrong people you’ll always be inadequate.
    —Sade Andria Zabala, Open Letter to the Ones Who Are Never Good Enough

  20. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    March 20, 2016 11:53am UTC
    HE WANTED ME TO
    BE THE SKY. I LEFT
    BECAUSE HE COULDN'T
    SEE I ALREADY WAS.

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