Addiction to any sort of noun. Alcohol, cigarettes, attention, money, the reflexive myself or the possesion of him. The need throbbing in my veins of one or the other and most often all.
Needs and wants, who decides the borderline between the two?
This vague, transparent line at the end of the day, I am certain i get the necessary but the desires are they fulfilled? I need them to be fulfilled for this optimism to survive. Again they coincide, needs and wants. Can someone please enlighten me?
The dawn of light comes in the mostr bizzare of circumstances and disapper in a trice. I long for clarity. I need clarity. Revelation, realization I find myself locked in turmoil without it and addicted to things that render me hollow.
Fulfillemt, I am addicted to the very concept of it. Coherence remains a mystery.
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