Of course, I’m not one of them. So where have I been going all my youth? Yes, I was born in a poor family but weren’t their poor once? Or at least their ancestors?
I have put so much effort to this and now it’s useless? So what if I have learned the manners and the do’s and don’ts? How can I be different? They also pretend to be who the aren’t, because that is what required by the daily agenda of a waspy society. So filthy rich and spoiled, that it’s even illegal to call them a society – it was a clan that had only one thing in common- money. Powerful, dominant and privileged. The invincible class on USA.
Noo…if that’s all that can make them special, I will show them!They will beg me to become their business partner or a friend, to visit their lame parties. Those self-centered creatures will be knocking on my door every single day asking for help!
I have put enoung into what I am now! If they have their standards that create a sence of superiority, who said I can’t create my own?
Soon they’ll find out who’es the privileged one.
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