Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated. It is your hardest days as much as your best days that help you grow. All of this is part of being human.
NIKITA GILLTell your daughters how you love your body. Tell them how they must love theirs.
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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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I hope you never doubt again that even when you are in pain, that you are a miracle, that every part of you is incredible.
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She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for ‘threat’ when a woman wears it well.
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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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You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
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Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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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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They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
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There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
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And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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