Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
NIKITA GILLPeople aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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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 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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There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
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You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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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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The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
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Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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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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The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
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You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
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