Menue
I want that new pair of boots for winter
She already bought it
I want that new hair cut
She looks good in it
I need that dress for summer
She beat me to it.
I saved so long for that car
She beat me to it
I worked over time for that new bedroom suite
She got the identical one
I saved all my life for my dream home
Now I’m living in it
She bought the car, got the hair cut, bought the dress and bedroom suite
She has no home.
Life has it’s menu
It’s there for everyone to choose from.
We can all accomplish our dreams.
Don’t built your happiness on someone else’s unhappiness.
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