We house both masterpiece and artist in this skin. So when you are disintegrated, trying to piece together what is left inside you, focus on this: Y… - Nikita Gill

It has taken me some time to learn that although karma exists, you can let your hatred go, not by destroying your own magic but by letting it grow.

Yes, I am dreadful and I am desolate and I am difficult to digest No I do not apologise for the things that I am for what makes me today I am that dark thing that you loved to hate, now the terror that keeps you awake Call me gross Call me stupid Call me disgusting None of those names can ever hurt me again I am a thousand treacherous things I was not made To be lovely for you I was made to eat monsters for ME I never lied I never claimed not to make mistakes I never said I was a saint When you bullied me with those names as a child You made a horrible mistake

Not all girls are made of sugar
and spice and all things nice.

These are girls made of dark lace
and witchcraft and a little bit of vice.

These are daughters made claw first
and story-mad, tiger roar and wolf-bad.

These are women made of terrible tempests
and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.

These are damsels made of flawless fearlessness
made of more bravery than knights have ever seen.

These are princesses made of valour and poison alike
and they are here to hold court as your queens.