There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
NIKITA GILLNo one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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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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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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Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
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Teach your daughters their battle cries are needed far more than their silence and hear them deafen the world with their fearlessness.
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To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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Sometimes, you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling.
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She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she burns.
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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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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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In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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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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Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.
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Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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