i want

honestly, it’s not that i WANT so many things. there are simply so many things i think about HAVING. and what i might do with them if they were mine. where i might put them. how i might wear them. my need is not necessarily to acquire. it's just that there are SO many things that inspire. that ryhme was semi-unintentional. anyway, i'm going to purge my thoughts about them here. and blabber on about some of the nonsense hiding underneath my messes of tresses.