"Her mind would not stop. Her thoughts were on repeat. Every little thing stirred around, imprinting itself in her memory. Her mind had gone way too deep, and there was nothing to do but sink. So down she went, until there was peace. Until silence ruled over her brain, and there was no more to keep..."
-me
"When it comes to art, it is important not to hide madness" -Atticus
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Little Bird (Harry Styles AU)
The thick crimson blood coated my body, bathing me in its color.
"What have you done..."
"My...