Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.
NIKITA GILLKnowledge after all is a dark art, full to the brim with liberty, a trembling, malleable power.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
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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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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.
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The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.
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Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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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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To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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The absence of abuse does not automatically equal a healthy relationship. The absence of trauma does not automatically equal joy.
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Bathe with ice-cold water of the ocean just to feel something again.
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How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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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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Why 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.
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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
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