[Memories]
One Word Headcanons - ACCEPTING.
Memories: They plague her at every turn. Every smile her mother gave her. Every time her father would lift her into his arms before he became ill. Every ounce of blood she’s spilled to exact her revenge, watching it splash onto the floor- It’s enough to send her to her knees sometimes.
She knows she’s cracking oh so slowly- you can only carry that amount of hatred inside of your heart for so long before it begins to change you- Warp you into a monster.
She sees what she’s becoming, but she doesn’t care. The memories are what fuel her malice.














