Perhaps he should have paid attention to the snakes coiled inside me waiting to strike.
NIKITA GILLThe bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
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All because you were born into a family that could afford these things for you. This is called a privilege and you must never forget it.
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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. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
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She didn’t just wait for someone to come and rescue her from her discontent and strife, instead she took matters into her own hands and empowered her own future, her own life.
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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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But I am both nightmare and sin.
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I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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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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Girls who survive trauma do wear a certain vulnerability around them, but this kind of vulnerability is from where their greatest strength stems.
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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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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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You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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There is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
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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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