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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.

Nikita Gill

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
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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Flame Ghost Instagram Captions Proud Wild Woman
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
Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
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Blood Healing Hurt Let Go
Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Date Kind Love Rot
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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Born Daughter Fire Hope Myself Ourselves Shame Soul Stars
We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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Abandonment Acceptance True
Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Darkness Light Match Spark Woman
Tell your daughters how you love your body. Tell them how they must love theirs.
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Body Daughter Love Self Love Yourself
If a woman does not fit the shape of what you think a woman should, if a woman is not obedient, does not see things the way you do, if a woman is too independent to need anything more than herself, does she automatically become a threat filled with such terror to you?
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Obedience Shape Terror Threat Woman Yourself
Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
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Heart Broken Kind Poetry Run Save Wolf
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
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.
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Finding Hope Known Love Relationship Sad Yourself
A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
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Fear Scare Shadow Start

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