Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
NIKITA GILLListen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
NIKITA GILLMaybe magic ends with me and it will never cross your path, but I want you to remember that survival is an art. The world is falsehood so you rely on your smarts.
NIKITA GILLA shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
NIKITA GILLEvery 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.
NIKITA GILLThere are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
NIKITA GILLPeople talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
NIKITA GILLAnd 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.
NIKITA GILLWhat a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
NIKITA GILLThere is something moon-soaked and dawn-flavoured about her.
NIKITA GILLYou are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
NIKITA GILLThere is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
NIKITA GILLYou are half fairytale, half girl.
NIKITA GILLIf he truly loves you, he will love you when you are an ocean breeze but also when you are a summer storm. You were not made to be loved in parts. You were meant to be loved as a whole.
NIKITA GILLRemember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.
NIKITA GILLEven with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.
NIKITA GILLThere are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
NIKITA GILL