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All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.

Nikita Gill

I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.
NIKITA GILL

Courage Hope Invitation Listening Myself Story
Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.
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Flaws Perfection Work Yourself
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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Appreciation Beginning Bone Girl Love Man Possible Praise Realize Relationship Value Woman Yourself
Even the day must let go of the sun and allow the light to disappear, so the darkness can live for a while. The only way out of grief is through it.
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Day Grief Let Go Sun Yourself
A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
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Healing Human Open Wound
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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Forget Ghost Hope Kiss Remember Yourself
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she burns.
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Alone Brilliant Burn Herself
I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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Break Up Myself Stop Try Yourself
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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Born Defense Himself Man Place Time Woman
Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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Fire Oneself People Taste
The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.
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Beautiful Favorite Lesson Ourselves Rose
If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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Fears Growth Inspirational Perspective
The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
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God Inspirational Motivational Old Power
Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Darkness Light Match Spark Woman
Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
I am so hungry for someone to love me.
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Hungry Love Myself

All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.

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