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.
NIKITA GILLThey kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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We remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.
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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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Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
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If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
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Sometimes, you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling.
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Those freckles make you seem like a galaxy of stars, just waiting to be explored and loved.
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Lies 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.
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You have to choose between freedom and comfort. You choose freedom. Of course you choose freedom.
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Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
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Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.
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Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.
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