There is no justice in the world. You have to make your own, because believe me, the cosmos that gifted you the chaos, also created you with care.
NIKITA GILLThe loneliest thing you can ever do is take very instance where you should grow and waste it by only thinking how could this happen to you?
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.
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People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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What a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
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The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.
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Everyone has forgotten that Lucifer was beautiful too and God’s favorite till he fell.
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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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Seek no homes in other people’s chests.
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Even the day must let go of the sun and allow the light to disappear, so the darkness can live for a while. The only way out of grief is through it.
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Burn every memory that does not help you grow. Destruction, too, can be necessary.
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Girls who survive trauma do wear a certain vulnerability around them, but this kind of vulnerability is from where their greatest strength stems.
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Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.
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The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.
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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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