Oooh you're a naughty mess

there are various reasons why i do it, but i think the product is the least/ of course i don't want to get caught, but it occurred to me this morning the expensive bottle of wine is a secondary concern/ i didn't (in fact don't often, usually) really want it/ i certainly didn't (and again often don't) really need it/ what i needed (to wit what i need) was (is) to feel alive, and perhaps to a lesser extent have my world view confirmed/ i.e. that i'm smarter/ better/ but every time i get away with it, though i'm right, i'm saddened, because its so fucking easy/ its too fucking easy/ never ending circles...