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The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.

Nikita Gill

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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Afraid Disappointment Love Need People Yourself
To my children, I will say, ‘Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.’
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Alone Brave Children Courage Kindness Skin Solitude
What a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
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Collision Moments Perfection Right Yourself
You are still the kindest thing that ever happened to me, even if that is not how our tale is told.
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Kindness Ourselves Tale
The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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Bad Better Destroy News Place Possible Rebuild
Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Beginning End Man Trust
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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Flaw Love Old Perfection Plastic Romance Well Work
You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
Maybe living your truth will not make you happy all the time, but it will make you happy every day.
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Day Happiness Live Time Truth Yourself
There is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
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Art Empty Natural
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
To my inner child, I promise I am trying my best to heal from everything that hurt you. I promise I am trying to become the person you need me to be so we can both be whole.
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Best Child Healing Myself Person Trying Whole Yourself
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
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Healing Human Open Wound
And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Beautiful Important Power
People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Angry Destruction Love Patience People Talk
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.
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Best Deep Existence Heart Known Myself Quiet Story Truth Victory Willing Worst
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner
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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Existence Growth Karma Learning Magic Time
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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Cruelty Emotion Feeling Time Yourself
Maybe magic ends with me and it will never cross your path, but I want you to remember that survival is an art. The world is falsehood so you rely on your smarts.
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Art Break Up End Magic Smart Survival Yourself
A mess of beautiful contradictions make her whole, she wears fire for skin but a storm lives in her soul.
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Beautiful Contradiction Live Soul Storm
I wonder how I have carried so many regrets without even realising they were there.
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Carry Myself Realize Regret
There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
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Flower Garden Graveyard Heart Broken Let Go Need Plant Trauma Yourself
There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
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Children Herself Known Observation Tame Uncomfortable
The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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Bone Eat Fire Power Tame Woman
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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Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave

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