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.
NIKITA GILLWe do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are, and if you could save all the people who accepted you completely, wouldn’t you go back to save them too?
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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Your body is not a first aid kit for broken people and damaged souls and hearts that are too tired to fix themselves.
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I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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The deepest love you can ever have is the love you have for yourself.
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There is an old saying that when you meet your soulmate, your heart will not palpitate. Your body will not grow hot. Instead, you will feel like suddenly, you understand everything, and the tranquility of a thousand moons will grow between you. That was how she felt when she saw him.
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Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Because girls who were building empires for themselves did not need kingdoms to shine.
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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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How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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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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That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.
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The river takes what she wants, does what she desires, and washes over anything that stands in her way.
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