She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for ‘threat’ when a woman wears it well.
NIKITA GILLFearless already runs through your blood. Now do it justice.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.
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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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Tell them all what they tried to kill came back. Tell them all that I have come home.
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In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.
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And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
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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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Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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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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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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Maybe living your truth will not make you happy all the time, but it will make you happy every day.
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Become fluent in the language of letting go. Learn to give people up before they hurt you beyond repair.
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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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