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.
NIKITA GILLLies 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.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
-
-
The river takes what she wants, does what she desires, and washes over anything that stands in her way.
NIKITA GILL -
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.
NIKITA GILL -
Every love does not have to be made of desire. Some loves are kept for the people who stand by you through everything. Some soulmates are sisters not lovers. Some loves are for those who give you hope. And some for the strength, for wisdom, for dreams.
NIKITA GILL -
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
NIKITA GILL -
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
NIKITA GILL -
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.
NIKITA GILL -
You deserve someone who lets you glow in every way you need to.
NIKITA GILL -
I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.
NIKITA GILL -
You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
NIKITA GILL -
Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
NIKITA GILL -
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.
NIKITA GILL -
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.
NIKITA GILL -
I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.
NIKITA GILL -
These are girls made of dark lace and witchcraft and a little bit of vice.
NIKITA GILL -
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.
NIKITA GILL