All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
NIKITA GILLDo not disregard or hate the maps on your skin and soul. These scars have never diminished your worth, they are the stories that make you whole.
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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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But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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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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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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You have to choose between freedom and comfort. You choose freedom. Of course you choose freedom.
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Perfection 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.
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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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That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
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You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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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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The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.
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I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
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