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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.

Nikita Gill

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
I am so afraid of disappointing the people I love, I often forget that I am someone I love too. And I need kindness just as much as I believe the people I love do.
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Afraid Disappointment Love Need People Yourself
There is nothing more dangerous than a girl who is aware of the flames inside her, and all the damage she can do.
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Aware Dangerous Girl Herself
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
Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.
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Darkness Hard Time Reminder Scars Wound
Forgiveness is easier to give to others than to yourself. But I am slowly learning.
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Easy Forgiveness Learning Slow
Girlhood is confronting the parts of you that you think are too dark for anyone to love.
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Darkness Girl Love Thinking
Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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Hate Learning Self Love Way Woman Yourself
I hope our daughters are born with so much fire in their souls, they could put volcanoes and stars to shame.
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Born Daughter Fire Hope Myself Ourselves Shame Soul Stars
So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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Scale Scars Simplicity Storm Universe Weight Yourself
Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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Despite Ghost Live Person Praise Proud Scars Yourself
I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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Love Myself Poem Poet Selfish Try Writing
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
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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Flower Give Up Heart Need People World
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
And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Beautiful Important Power

Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.

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