It’s the same, every day. The same bitter feeling rolling off of my body in waves, rippling through the air around me.
emp·ty
adjective;
containing nothing; not filled or occupied
I am empty, my emotions are void. The feeling is natural to me, and I believe I have never felt anything other than emptiness. I don’t recall a time where I was smiling genuinely and I cannot remember ever feeling like I was about to burst from excitement. I remember feeling sad, and then everything else was a blur; then I just became empty.
I don’t believe I am able to obtain such feelings; I’m simply not worth the time. Nothing means anything to me, happiness means nothing to me and I certainly do not believe in it. I don’t believe in myself, I never have, most probably never will. I’m fine with this.
I’m use to feeling nothing.
There is nothing for me here, or anywhere. I will become nothing.
I was about to step onto the tracks, in front of the oncoming train; but a voice stopped my motions.
‘’Are you sure you want to do that?’’
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Trust » Harry Styles
Fanfiction❝I never thought angels were real, but here you are.❞ Porsche doesn't believe in anything, not even herself. She hates the world, including everyone and everything in it. That was until Harry came along. HARRY A/U © QUEENARRY 2013
