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.
NIKITA GILLI am more powerful than I am damaged and I will rise from any abyss you drown me in.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Perhaps he should have paid attention to the snakes coiled inside me waiting to strike.
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We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.
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What do you do when you see a love so pure, so completely unwavering other than bow to it?
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Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.
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Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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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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And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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Love yourself loudly, dangerously, everywhere people have been afraid to love you, afraid to ask the way to cherish you, afraid to hold you. Love yourself most in these places, because who can be a better teacher to others in how to love you than yourself.
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And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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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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The 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.
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You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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