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I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.

Nikita Gill

Burn every memory that does not help you grow. Destruction, too, can be necessary.
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Burn Destruction Memories Necessary
The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
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God Inspirational Motivational Old Power
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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Choice Girl Magic Yourself
If a woman does not fit the shape of what you think a woman should, if a woman is not obedient, does not see things the way you do, if a woman is too independent to need anything more than herself, does she automatically become a threat filled with such terror to you?
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Obedience Shape Terror Threat Woman Yourself
If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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Fears Growth Inspirational Perspective
Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Beginning End Man Trust
No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
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Death Drown Float God Live Love
Heroes are never born fearless. They become heroes by facing their fears, by meeting them head on and saying, ‘You do not control me, or own me anymore.
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Born Control Face Fear Hero Yourself
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner
I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
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Day Finding Herself Hope Myself Prayer Realize Sing Sleep Talk
As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave
Sometimes, you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling.
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Almost Feeling Missing Name Person Time Yourself
Stop looking for people who only want your beauty and turn away your chaos and darkness.
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Beautiful Chaos Darkness People Stop Yourself
To my inner child, I promise I am trying my best to heal from everything that hurt you. I promise I am trying to become the person you need me to be so we can both be whole.
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Best Child Healing Myself Person Trying Whole Yourself

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