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The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.

Nikita Gill

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
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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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
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
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
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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Lover Poem Poet Self Love Story Yourself
Because girls who were building empires for themselves did not need kingdoms to shine.
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Build Empire Need Shine
All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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Born Children Equality Innocent Love 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
Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Beginning End Man Trust
Bathe with ice-cold water of the ocean just to feel something again.
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Bath Feeling Ocean
People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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Betrayal Love People Willing Yourself
Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.
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Kind Love Yourself
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
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Hard Time Share Togetherness Truth
Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.
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Choice Death Known Love Yourself
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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Damage Fire Herself Power Soul Tender Thinking Whole Wild Woman

The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.

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