When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
NIKITA GILLThey kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones.
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She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.
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You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgment.
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A story is no small thing.
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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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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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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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There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
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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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You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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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.
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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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