Noah Quinn

N O A H Q U I N N ( O C ) . . . "You're the only one who has ever stood up for me." . . . TW WARNING! PHYSICAL VIOLENCE, BULLYING, AND SWEARING! . (Inspired by 'Boy In The Bubble' ) . . . C R E A T O R ' S N O T E Hey lovelies! It's been a while since I posted. The reason for that is...I haven't had any inspiration at all. I HATE writer's block. And well, a lot of things have been going on in my life. I love comments. So if you could share your thoughts, I'd love that! . . . N O A H Q U I N N ' S P O V At this point, I'm sick of everything. My mom's worried, but I'm alright. I'm like a zombie. I just walk the halls of the school mindlessly. I wonder sometimes what even gives me the will to live. My life is pretty shitty. I'd feel bad leaving my mom behind. She wouldn't be able to handle it. Especially after we lost my dad to cancer. I hate it. I hate it when people say "He's in a better place." Don't say that. I want him to come home. With me and my mom. That would make things a lot more tolerable. *I stumble. Bumping into someone. I mutter under my breath. "Excuse me." They yelled at me at a volume so deafening, I thought my ears would've bled. "Hey! Where the hell do you think you're going, moron?" Damn it. It's one of these tempermental assholes again. But I don't really give a shit anymore. I kind of like the pain now. I've gotten too used to it. I'm used to having my boundaries ignored. Not like I have those anymore anyways. The feeling of blood dripping down my face, the adrenaline rush, my eyes swelling, bruises forming. This is probably the most alive I've felt today. Quite ironic, isn't it? Feeling alive while getting beaten half to death. . . . You do you boo! Be yourself everyday. Never forget that. You shine the brightest when you do. . . . That's it lovelies! You have an absolutely freaking wonderful day. See you later, stars!