The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
NIKITA GILLA wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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It’s how I learn there are a multitude of ways to say I love you. For so many you don’t have to use words at all.
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Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
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To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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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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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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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.
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You see, there can be no life without death.
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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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I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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Because girls who were building empires for themselves did not need kingdoms to shine.
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Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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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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It has taken me some time to learn that although karma exists, you can let your hatred go, not by destroying your own magic but by letting it grow.
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All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
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