Stuck inside these walls

I'm an emotional wreck on Tumblr among all those disheartening love quotes. While am I even on Tumblr at this time exactly? It's 2:23 am and I have 6 essays lining up, behind those doors, slamming, screaming, smashing to beg for my attention.
My coffee had frozen to a mesh of black sludge beside the frigid barred casement. Trapped, yes that is the correct word. I feel trapped inside these blinding white walls, the frustratingly advanced alarm system, and mostly, inside this tangle of homework.
Late night like this, I crave for a strong shoulder, a sturdy arm that could keep me upright when I decide to give up, a brawny chest where I could cocoon inside, the body heat which I lack, and especially a special connection between two human beings that I've only experienced twice in my life.
And then again, not every girl wants to be in a relationship. Some just want good company, a guy to vibe with, converse with and laugh with. Not in a rush. Start off simple and let the rest find itself. Having someone to talk to and feeling comfortable around them is quite beautiful, and it's a good feeling.