cuteshutterbug

What is it about this time of year that makes us long to have another person to share our lives with?
It doesn't even seem to really matter too much who that person is, just so long as they are arround for a little while, even if it is only one night.
Not that I know a whole lot about this, I just know that I am sitting here half cut and writing this while my roomie is in the room next to mine fucking some guy she met a work.
Why can't I find some stranger, that isn't super creepy, to take home and fulfilll me for one night?
Is it that my standards are to high? Am I looking in all the wrong places? Or maybe it somethingelse I am not willing to list here.
I really want to go to bed right now, but at the same time I really don't need to hear the rucus that is going on in the next room.
Fuck, if it isn't the nieghbours its my roomie, why can't it just be me for one.
graaaaa, I hate this time of year