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

Nikita Gill

Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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Break Call Hard Time Heart
Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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Hate Learning Self Love Way Woman Yourself
She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.
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Darkness Herself Inspirational Power Strength
In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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Born Cave Daughter Herself Prayer Time Water
And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Beautiful Break Creation Light Mirror Pattern
If you think the value of a woman is only in the curve of her hips and the shape of her breasts, you do not understand how to read beneath her jagged lines, the sacred geometry that make up her glorious heart and her beautiful mind.
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Beautiful Glory Heart Sacred Thinking Understand Value Woman Yourself
We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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Abandonment Acceptance True
Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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Agony Forgiveness Herself Perfection Reveal
You are not his princess; you are your own queen.
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Empowerment Power Queen Yourself
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.
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Alone Brilliant Herself Shine
The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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Bone Eat Fire Power Tame Woman
My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
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Appreciation Beginning Bone Girl Love Man Possible Praise Realize Relationship Value Woman Yourself
A story is no small thing.
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One Liner Small Story
Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.
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Kind Love Yourself
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. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
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Almost Feeling Missing Time Tired Yourself
Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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End Feeling Grief Happiness Reminder

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

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