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.
NIKITA GILLPerfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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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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Without heartache there are no lessons to gain.
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There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
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But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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Stop looking for people who only want your beauty and turn away your chaos and darkness.
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I’d like to think our love does return to us reincarnated in different human forms. That people might be temporary, but love is permanent and it just changes form.
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You are still the kindest thing that ever happened to me, even if that is not how our tale is told.
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You have to choose between freedom and comfort. You choose freedom. Of course you choose freedom.
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Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones.
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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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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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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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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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