A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
NIKITA GILLPerfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.
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Every time a man takes from a woman’s body without her permission, he is disrespecting the womb from which he was born, he is defiling the place that protected him when he was at his most defenseless.
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You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
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Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.
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The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.
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It has taken me some time to learn that although karma exists, you can let your hatred go, not by destroying your own magic but by letting it grow.
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Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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She takes her life and starts turning it into something beautiful without him. She learns how to love herself in the most intricate of ways. She goes out and spends time with her friends when she is lonely. She learns to love her alone.
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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.
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There is something moon-soaked and dawn-flavoured about her.
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Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
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We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.
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How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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