And I go where the trees go

i want adventures and irresponsibility and surprises and i want to wake up next to you, i want to have good sex and bad sex and just not care at all. i want to get the fuck out of here, i want them to look at me, i want to fall asleep on couches with panda eyes and a grin on my face. i want indecent clothing and bear ears and the chilled smell that lingers in tube stations. i want to dance in the snow and go to the shop without a skirt on and get high without ever having to come down. i want to wave those demons goodbye and laugh in their faces. 2010. i'm ready.

I'll fucking swear it off.
This year.