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The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.

Nikita Gill

To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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Forgiveness Healing Heart Mistake Yourself
Because girls who were building empires for themselves did not need kingdoms to shine.
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Build Empire Need Shine
Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Date Kind Love Rot
No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
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Death Drown Float God Live Love
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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Body Collection Dangerous Gold Hands Heart Myself Sing
Learn it well. Wear your hair wild, embrace your anger and learn to wield it without fear as a sword against those who hurt you.
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Fear Hairs Hurt Learning Wild Yourself
Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.
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Lover Poem Poet Self Love Story 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
The river takes what she wants, does what she desires, and washes over anything that stands in her way.
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Desire Empowerment Herself Inspirational Nature Ocean River Water
The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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Bad Better Destroy News Place Possible Rebuild
Stop looking for people who only want your beauty and turn away your chaos and darkness.
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Beautiful Chaos Darkness People Stop Yourself
Lies are often truth-shaped. They’re only containers you must turn inside out and shake till the truth tumbles out, wide eyed and confused, blinking in a light it never thought it would see.
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Blink Confusion Eyes Lying See Truth
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
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Day Finding Herself Hope Myself Prayer Realize Sing Sleep Talk
All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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Born Children Equality Innocent Love Yourself

The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.

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The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.

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