Maddison Green.

I am sitting down in the pub with a pint in my hand, watching as people of all ages come and go from pub to pub. I think to myself. “Why in the living fuck did I choose to come to County Cork of all places. I don’t know anyone, I….. I just want to feel loved but I can’t fucking find it! Maybe it’s pointless. I don’t want to end up getting hurt again.” I place my hand over my black eye and slightly wince in pain as I take a sip of nice, cold, Guinness.