As I was growing up I could not decipher wanting, from needing. However, that went to shit when I woke up one morning and realized want and need have entirely different meanings. Wanting or craving a desire as opposed to needing or fulfilling a necessary requirement. So why shit all over this post? Mild explicative, because my revelation of discernment led me believe that I, am in fact am getting wiser. Shit. And getting wiser usually means stepping up and growing up. Nooooo!

I want bubbly… I need water…

I want to buy a whole new wardrobe… I need to do my laundry instead…

I want to bury my head in a tub of ice cream… I don’t need a heart attack…

I want 5 inch Christian Louboutins… I need practical walking shoes…

See my dilemma? I am a hedonistic bastard…

Song by Incubus, Love Hurts (but sometimes I need it to feel alive).

I want love… I need love?

I don’t want to grow up… I need to grow up…

I am scared of growing pains.