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.
NIKITA GILLWhat 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.
NIKITA GILLThe greatest wish I have ever had is to create with words, what wizards cannot and what magic never has.
NIKITA GILLIf two Gods can love each other with no objection from the divine or the universe, who are mortals to tell other mortals who they can and cannot love?
NIKITA GILLSo when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
NIKITA GILLThe deepest love you can ever have is the love you have for yourself.
NIKITA GILLAnd they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
NIKITA GILLPerfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
NIKITA GILLYour body is not a first aid kit for broken people and damaged souls and hearts that are too tired to fix themselves.
NIKITA GILLDid the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
NIKITA GILLThere is nothing more dangerous than a girl who is aware of the flames inside her, and all the damage she can do.
NIKITA GILLThere 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.
NIKITA GILLYou are still the kindest thing that ever happened to me, even if that is not how our tale is told.
NIKITA GILLLet it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
NIKITA GILLNo 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.
NIKITA GILLWhy 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.
NIKITA GILLThese are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
NIKITA GILL