Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
NIKITA GILLIn human beings, a black hole is spending your energy loving someone who takes all of your love and gives back nothing in return.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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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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They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are, and if you could save all the people who accepted you completely, wouldn’t you go back to save them too?
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But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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And what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
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If two Gods can love each other with no objection from the divine or the universe, who are mortals to tell other mortals who they can and cannot love?
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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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I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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