When I grow up...When I slim 5 more kilos...
When I get that fancy job...
When I buy that new dress...
When I own the huge house...
When I travel around the world...
When I see him again...
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Why do we keep pushig living life until we achieve all our "if's" and "when's"? (which by the way we don't 'cause we always find new ones)
Why do we tend to keep happiness waiting?
As sure as hell we don't need the house, the dress, the body or the man to be complete...
As sure as hell happiness won't wait for us...
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