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But I am both nightmare and sin.

Nikita Gill

Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
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Girl Instagram Captions Vice Witch Wolf
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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Break Up See Soul Stranger 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
There is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
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Art Empty Natural
The bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.
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Bird Building Dedication Delicate Destroy Determination Hard Work Home Inspirational Motivational
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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Kindness Ourselves Tale
You deserve someone who lets you glow in every way you need to.
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Deserve Glow Need Yourself
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.
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Collision Moments Perfection Right Yourself
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she burns.
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Alone Brilliant Burn Herself
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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Complication Healing Messy Survival Ugly
Teach your daughters their battle cries are needed far more than their silence and hear them deafen the world with their fearlessness.
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Daughter Fear Teaching World
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.
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Choice Death Known Love Yourself
When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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Fly Harm Herself Hold
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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Beautiful Enough God Heart Hope Language
You are not an open wound, they just want you to think you are.
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Open Thinking Wound Yourself

But I am both nightmare and sin.

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