Concealer- A Harry Styles Fanfic.
Body goes numb, i sit there. Waiting for my lungs to breathe my last breath. Waiting for my heart to beat its last beat. I love the feeling of the cool blade against my warm skin. Music is the only thing that keeps me going. Bands. All Time Low, Blink 182, Sleeping With Sirens, My Chemical Romance.
I get called many names for liking these bands. Goth. Emo. You name it, I get called it.
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.
I remember a time when zoella walker used to have a life. Used to have friends. I was the one everyone came to for advice. People forgot I could break too. I could be a mess too. And I am. Despite the curly haired boy's efforts to convince me otherwise.