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.
NIKITA GILLYou have belonged better in your own arms than in anyone else’s. Remember you are the softest love you will ever have.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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And darling, I hope your remember to kiss the ghosts goodnight. They are only older versions of you that you have had to discard and forget.
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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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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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You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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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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Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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Fearless already runs through your blood. Now do it justice.
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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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I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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The world is not allowed to make a meal of you, girl. It is there for your consuming.
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Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.
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