What do you do when you see a love so pure, so completely unwavering other than bow to it?
NIKITA GILLIt’s how I learn there are a multitude of ways to say I love you. For so many you don’t have to use words at all.
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That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
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You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.
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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
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A mess of beautiful contradictions make her whole, she wears fire for skin but a storm lives in her soul.
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There is a spell for almost anything and if there’s not a spell, there is at least a poem.
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I will not give up the flowers in my heart for stones just because the world is a hard place. The world is only hard because it needs more flower hearted people.
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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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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.
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Maybe 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.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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You are half fairytale, half girl.
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And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
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Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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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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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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