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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.

Nikita Gill

The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.
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Best Deep Existence Heart Known Myself Quiet Story Truth Victory Willing Worst
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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Fall In Love Storm Thinking Yourself
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
You are not an open wound, they just want you to think you are.
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Open Thinking Wound Yourself
Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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Brutal Mistake Survive Time Yourself
Sometimes, you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling.
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Almost Feeling Missing Name Person Time Yourself
There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
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Children Herself Known Observation Tame Uncomfortable
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner
You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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Fear Hurt Protection Wolf World Yourself
If two Gods can love each other with no objection from the divine or the universe, who are mortals to tell other mortals who they can and cannot love?
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Divine Each Other God Love Mortal Objection
And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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Home Love Moon Return
These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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Savage Storm Tame Terrible Woman
I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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Darkness Hands Night See Tender
You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
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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Complication Growth Healing Human Survival Ugly

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