durinpunk

well, the holidays have come and gone and I'm definitely feeling the holiday blues. Take my New Year's Eve/Morning: 4am and I'm in my dorm, alone, with a bottle of champagne and a flask of vodka. I dislike being alone like that, I wish I had someone to curl up with under the covers, keeping eachother warm in more ways than just body heat. As tragic as it is, I find that the person who stares back from the mirror is one who relies on a relationship to validate himself, and that fucking blows. I want and need (in my mind) someone to love me, I'm tired of being alone. I will not, however, take the first thing that comes along, too many mistakes have been made like that in the past.

happy new year motherfuckers