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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?

Nikita Gill

Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
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Castle Coward Empowerment Heart Listening Man Queen War Yourself
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
Every time a man takes from a woman’s body without her permission, he is disrespecting the womb from which he was born, he is defiling the place that protected him when he was at his most defenseless.
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Born Defense Himself Man Place Time Woman
We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are, and if you could save all the people who accepted you completely, wouldn’t you go back to save them too?
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Acceptance Complete People Save True Yourself
Seek no homes in other people’s chests.
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Chest Home People Seek
You are permitted to be cruel sometimes, and you are allowed to fall apart, and feel every emotion they tell you not to feel.
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Cruelty Emotion Feeling Time Yourself
She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.
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Darkness Herself Inspirational Power Strength
Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.
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Born Constellation Human Lost Nature People Sea Soul Storm
Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.
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Crack Dangerous Grief Hold Myself
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
A story is no small thing.
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One Liner Small Story
Knowledge after all is a dark art, full to the brim with liberty, a trembling, malleable power.
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Art Darkness Knowledge Liberty Power
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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Appreciation Existence Painting Soul Yourself
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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Bone Born Chaos Heart Lightening Soul Storm Thunder
And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Beautiful Break Creation Light Mirror Pattern
Every love does not have to be made of desire. Some loves are kept for the people who stand by you through everything. Some soulmates are sisters not lovers. Some loves are for those who give you hope. And some for the strength, for wisdom, for dreams.
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Desire Dreams Hard Time Love People Stand Strength Wisdom
Fearless already runs through your blood. Now do it justice.
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Blood Fearless Justice Run Yourself
Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Apologize Learning Myself Self Love Wild Wolf Woman
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
I lost a God once.
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God Lost Myself
You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.
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Fear Flame Inspirational Known Mindset Power Scare Understand Woman
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.
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Death Drown Float God Live Love
That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.
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Healing Heart Broken Hide Love Myself Sadness Talk Yourself
I wonder how I have carried so many regrets without even realising they were there.
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Carry Myself Realize Regret
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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Complication Healing Messy Survival Ugly
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
Lies are often truth-shaped. They’re only containers you must turn inside out and shake till the truth tumbles out, wide eyed and confused, blinking in a light it never thought it would see.
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Blink Confusion Eyes Lying See Truth

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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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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