The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
NIKITA GILLWhy be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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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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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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Girls who survive trauma do wear a certain vulnerability around them, but this kind of vulnerability is from where their greatest strength stems.
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Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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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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People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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The loneliest thing you can ever do is take very instance where you should grow and waste it by only thinking how could this happen to you?
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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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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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If he truly loves you, he will love you when you are an ocean breeze but also when you are a summer storm. You were not made to be loved in parts. You were meant to be loved as a whole.
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Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
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The river takes what she wants, does what she desires, and washes over anything that stands in her way.
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How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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