When I set out to find my father, I was not being brave. I was acting out of fear or losing the only parent I ever had. They may want you to believe I was simple being brave, but anxiety makes more heroes than history would care to repeat.
NIKITA GILLThe old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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The loneliest thing you can ever do is take very instance where you should grow and waste it by only thinking how could this happen to you?
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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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These are girls made of dark lace and witchcraft and a little bit of vice.
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All because you were born into a family that could afford these things for you. This is called a privilege and you must never forget it.
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Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.
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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.
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You see, there can be no life without death.
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Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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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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Everyone has forgotten that Lucifer was beautiful too and God’s favorite till he fell.
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You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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