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You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.

Nikita Gill

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
You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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Fear Hide Need Soul Wolf World Yourself
Even without him, you can bring down monsters. Believe me. You can still bring down monsters.
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Believe Monster
My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
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Appreciation Beginning Bone Girl Love Man Possible Praise Realize Relationship Value Woman Yourself
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
If two Gods can love each other with no objection from the divine or the universe, who are mortals to tell other mortals who they can and cannot love?
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Divine Each Other God Love Mortal Objection
Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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Fire Oneself People Taste
And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Beautiful Break Creation Light Mirror Pattern
You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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Fall In Love Storm Thinking Yourself
And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
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Break Up Finding Himself Missing Self Love Toxic Whisper
Maybe magic ends with me and it will never cross your path, but I want you to remember that survival is an art. The world is falsehood so you rely on your smarts.
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Art Break Up End Magic Smart Survival Yourself
People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Angry Destruction Love Patience People Talk
I am so afraid of disappointing the people I love, I often forget that I am someone I love too. And I need kindness just as much as I believe the people I love do.
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Afraid Disappointment Love Need People Yourself
There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
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Ability Achievement Greatness Laughter Smile Version
Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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Break Call Hard Time Heart
There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
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Bone Despite Finding Lightening Ourselves Survive Thrive Way

You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.

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