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These are girls made of dark lace and witchcraft and a little bit of vice.

Nikita Gill

I will not give up the flowers in my heart for stones just because the world is a hard place. The world is only hard because it needs more flower hearted people.
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Flower Give Up Heart Need People World
Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
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Adventure Give Up Herself Search
You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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Art Instagram Captions Perfection Strive
People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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Betrayal Love People Willing Yourself
What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
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Business Damage Define Inspirational Motivational Myself Survive Yourself
They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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Angry Myself Rage Refuse Surrender
Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.
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Damage Fire Herself Power Soul Tender Thinking Whole Wild Woman
The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.
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Best Deep Existence Heart Known Myself Quiet Story Truth Victory Willing Worst
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 Hurt Protection Wolf World Yourself
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.
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Darkness Hard Time Reminder Scars Wound
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
That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.
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Healing Heart Broken Hide Love Myself Sadness Talk Yourself

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