Connor
The loud sound of my phone ringing made my soul want to escape my body for once and for all. What was the point of being alive at this point? So many times throughout my dreams I just felt like packing up the little shit I had left and leaving.
I didn't know where I would go but backpacking the world sounded better. Maybe this was what Melanie was all about. Just travelling the world with YouTube and living your best life without the worry of a shit mortgage and shit fathers.
The best way to describe my life was 'utter shite' not 'shit' that sounded gentle but 'shite' sounded so terrible that it suited my position in life. I couldn't describe it any better. The best writers and literature philosophy fancy people speaking in university lectures couldn't feel the way I felt nor find a better way to describe.
It was that simple.
