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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

Nikita Gill

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
When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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Fly Harm Herself Hold
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
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
I don’t know how to love people well yet. But I know I can love you the way you deserve, if you let me.
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Deserve Known Love Myself People
You have belonged better in your own arms than in anyone else’s. Remember you are the softest love you will ever have.
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Better Self Love Soft Yourself
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
Anxious people are resorceful, they need to know how to keep the sea of panic at bay so they do not drown.
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Anxiety Drown Panic People Resource Sea
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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Break Up See Soul Stranger Yourself
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
The deepest love you can ever have is the love you have for yourself.
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Self Love Yourself
Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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Grief Ourselves Warrior
You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
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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Empowerment Hands Herself Life Rescue
You are not his princess; you are your own queen.
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Empowerment Power Queen Yourself

Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

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