December
27, 2013
On another thought,
as a woman, I've never dreamed for a prince to bring me to his castle and give
me all the luxuries in life, although it would've been a great fantasy in a
general POV. I am better than that because I dreamed for a great man to stand
in front of you, and behind his success was me.
Man will not make
me. I will make the man. Then, in turn, we will make us. (Defying the
conventional thought of pretty girls vying to be ahead of everybody through
luring the rich men on earth)
I used to believe I
was a virtuoso, but now how I've come to realise, contrarily, I am utilitarian.
Talking about material things, I value use over beauty. I guess your
materialistic craze over luxury and your illogical lust for status and money
disgusts me more so, to be utterly like you. It must have been a nonsensical thing
to grasp that it’s better to enjoy the benefits of one's own efforts, succeed
by one's own independence, and move forward without offending any right at your
peripheral visions. I could hardly fathom myself on the couch, with various
things I bought or had been bought for me which I don't practically need.
I could not nor
would I ever conform to your standards.
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