What a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
NIKITA GILLWe have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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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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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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The world is not allowed to make a meal of you, girl. It is there for your consuming.
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The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.
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Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.
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Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
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You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.
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Without heartache there are no lessons to gain.
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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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She’s a woman in love and is loved in return. That is a powerful thing.
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Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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