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A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.

Nikita Gill

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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Best Deep Existence Heart Known Myself Quiet Story Truth Victory Willing Worst
So 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.
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Scale Scars Simplicity Storm Universe Weight Yourself
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated. It is your hardest days as much as your best days that help you grow. All of this is part of being human.
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Complication Growth Healing Human Survival Ugly
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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Art Break Up End Magic Smart Survival Yourself
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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Learning Myself Way Word
I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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Darkness Hands Night See Tender
Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.
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Crack Dangerous Grief Hold Myself
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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Bone Born Chaos Heart Lightening Soul Storm Thunder
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
When I was a little girl, I had a friend and sometimes I wondered if he was born on the day the Titanic sank.
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Born Day Friendship Myself Wonder
I am so hungry for someone to love me.
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Hungry Love Myself
I don’t know how to love people well yet. But I know I can love you the way you deserve, if you let me.
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Deserve Known Love Myself People
So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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Hate Known Sing Yourself
What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
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Business Damage Define Inspirational Motivational Myself Survive Yourself
Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
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Blood Healing Hurt Let Go

A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.

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