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.
NIKITA GILLI know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
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You deserve someone who lets you glow in every way you need to.
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Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.
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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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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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Girlhood is confronting the parts of you that you think are too dark for anyone to love.
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She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.
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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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Every time a man takes from a woman’s body without her permission, he is disrespecting the womb from which he was born, he is defiling the place that protected him when he was at his most defenseless.
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There is an old saying that when you meet your soulmate, your heart will not palpitate. Your body will not grow hot. Instead, you will feel like suddenly, you understand everything, and the tranquility of a thousand moons will grow between you. That was how she felt when she saw him.
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Forgiveness is easier to give to others than to yourself. But I am slowly learning.
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Perfection 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.
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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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As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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