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

Nikita Gill

You deserve someone who lets you glow in every way you need to.
NIKITA GILL

Deserve Glow Need Yourself
But I was brutal and violent in a way they tell women not to be.
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Brutal Myself Violence Way Woman
Anxious people are resorceful, they need to know how to keep the sea of panic at bay so they do not drown.
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Anxiety Drown Panic People Resource Sea
Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Apologize Learning Myself Self Love Wild Wolf Woman
Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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Fire Oneself People Taste
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
NIKITA GILL

Complication Healing Messy Survival Ugly
Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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Beautiful Enough God Heart Hope Language
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.
NIKITA GILL

Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave
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.’
NIKITA GILL

Alone Brave Children Courage Kindness Skin Solitude
A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
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Fear Scare Shadow Start
No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
NIKITA GILL

Death Float God Love
I am so hungry for someone to love me.
NIKITA GILL

Hungry Love Myself
There is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
NIKITA GILL

Art Empty Natural
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.
NIKITA GILL

Best Deep Existence Heart Known Myself Quiet Story Truth Victory Willing Worst
All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
NIKITA GILL

Candle Darkness Death Inspirational Match Night
They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
NIKITA GILL

Angry Myself Rage Refuse Surrender

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

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