there is

glitter on my floor. i keep trying to vacuum it over and over again, but it will always be there. the reflections from each and every direction are making my brain explode into bits and pieces of glass. i always hated those multifaceted mirrors in funhouses at the state fair. 

my periodical list of needs:
an air freshener that doesn't reek of berries 
season 3 of weeds
dr. martens
a wig
something lace
a zodiac necklace
a lover with soul power?  

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