And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
NIKITA GILLWhat if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Become fluent in the language of letting go. Learn to give people up before they hurt you beyond repair.
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Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.
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Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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Love yourself loudly, dangerously, everywhere people have been afraid to love you, afraid to ask the way to cherish you, afraid to hold you. Love yourself most in these places, because who can be a better teacher to others in how to love you than yourself.
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Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.
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Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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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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Forgiveness is easier to give to others than to yourself. But I am slowly learning.
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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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They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for ‘threat’ when a woman wears it well.
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I will not give up the flowers in my heart for stones just because the world is a hard place. The world is only hard because it needs more flower hearted people.
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Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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You have turned your heart into a museum of people you’ve loved to keep them alive inside you.
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I hope our daughters are born with so much fire in their souls, they could put volcanoes and stars to shame.
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Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.
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What do you do when you see a love so pure, so completely unwavering other than bow to it?
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I am so afraid of disappointing the people I love, I often forget that I am someone I love too. And I need kindness just as much as I believe the people I love do.
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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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Perhaps he should have paid attention to the snakes coiled inside me waiting to strike.
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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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You are permitted to be cruel sometimes, and you are allowed to fall apart, and feel every emotion they tell you not to feel.
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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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