Nikita Gill Quotes

She takes her life and starts turning it into something beautiful without him. She learns how to love herself in the most intricate of ways. She goes out and spends time with her friends when she is lonely. She learns to love her alone. And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, 'The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.

You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.

I wish they could see the tenderness
in the way the darkness takes the night's hand.

Nyx to Erebus

The river
takes what she wants,
does what she desires
and washes over anything
that stands in her way.

Now I ask you.

What do you do in the dark when the monsters come for you?

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.

who said you can’t
wear a flower crown
& still remain a
fearsome thing? - make persephone proud. by amanda lovelace

what does being a dragonheart mean to you? surviving / having flames in your veins / never-ending loyalty / powerful alone & with like-hearted people / loving fiercely / strong-spined / dangerous / celebrating yourself / celebrating others / magic even without spells / protective / gentle but armored / light-giver / reigning supremely / what fairy tales are made of / queen of your own life / no doubts about your own worth / forever valiant / tower-breaker / kingdom-shaker / standing up for others / resisting over & over / taking charge of your narrative / bravery beyond measure / not giving negativity a seat at your table / facing the fire head-on / prioritizing yourself / story-hungry / made of gold / dream-chaser / sea storm courage / voice-reclaimer / war-hearted / flower-hearted / RELENTLESS

You have been created from the blood of incalculable planets and immense supernovas and infinite constellations. 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.

We write songs about it and poetry, and sweet stories, but people hurting each other will never become pretty. Every time a heart breaks and repairs, there are scars.

If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?

Who told you only the soft could be good mothers?
That mothers could not be dragons in disguise?
That women who teach their daughters how to preserve
themselves by breathing out lightning were any less
than wild, magical things when teaching their young
about war and love's terrible lies?

That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.

Fall in love with someone
who tastes like adventure
but looks like
the calm, beautiful morning
after a terrible storm

The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.