Envy
I’m entitled to a titch of Envy now and then…
I don’t need anything, I have an overabundance of everything, and am far to gluttonous with coffee…
I really want a snazzy digital camera that isn’t from the discount section of Target…
I’ll get it myself when I can sustain myself on a budget, but I see those beautiful folks with their beautiful cameras taking beautiful pictures…
I’m fine, it isn’t worth a fuss…
It’s just sometimes I turn a little Green…
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