just let them go

When did this become a habit? Going to bed at past four in the fucking morning and doing absolutely nothing?
I guess it's 'cause I sit here and wonder whether I should write what I want to write.
Whether I should tell everyone how I really fucking feel about it.
Fuck it, it doesn't even matter anymore.

I'm really quite looking forward to the so-called new year. Really, it shouldn't make a difference, I will probably be the exact same person at 23.59 on new year's eve and at exactly 00.00 on new year.

So then, why am I looking forward to it? It's because I'm making myself think that this new year will bring new people, new boys and new adventures.

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