Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
NIKITA GILLEvery 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.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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To my children, I will say, ‘Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.’
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You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
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That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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Do not disregard or hate the maps on your skin and soul. These scars have never diminished your worth, they are the stories that make you whole.
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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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There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
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Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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If you think the value of a woman is only in the curve of her hips and the shape of her breasts, you do not understand how to read beneath her jagged lines, the sacred geometry that make up her glorious heart and her beautiful mind.
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Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.
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Become fluent in the language of letting go. Learn to give people up before they hurt you beyond repair.
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