The human mind is riddled with traps, wormholes into the unknown, inescapable crevices and thorns.
She felt herself being pulled into the reaches of her psyche; she couldn’t tell if she would ever be able to fully understand the infinite insides of her thoughts and whether or not she would ever be the same if she tried, but she felt compelled to delve into, responsible for and enticed by the vortex of thoughtbits and dreamditches.
And after that, I never saw daylight again.
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