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Nikita Gill

You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
NIKITA GILL

Body Collection Dangerous Gold Hands Heart Myself Sing
Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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Beautiful Enough God Heart Hope Language
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
Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.
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Brave Break Deep Kind World
I’d like to think our love does return to us reincarnated in different human forms. That people might be temporary, but love is permanent and it just changes form.
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Change Form Love People Permanent Return
I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
NIKITA GILL

Better Known Myself Noise Silence
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.
NIKITA GILL

Complication Growth Healing Human Survival Ugly
You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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Fear Hide Need Soul Wolf World Yourself
All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
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Candle Darkness Death Inspirational Match Night
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
NIKITA GILL

Hate Known Sing Yourself
Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
NIKITA GILL

Blood Healing Hurt Let Go
My Fairy Godmother is my heart sustaining me.
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Heart Myself Sustain
Tell your daughters how you love your body. Tell them how they must love theirs.
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Body Daughter Love Self Love Yourself
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
A story is no small thing.
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One Liner Small Story

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