Ever wondered what it was like to be filthy rich that you got everything you wanted?
This message goes out to someone.It’s a he.And he ought to know this.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Sue.She was the only child,she was the daughter of a multi-billionaire and she got everything she wanted.
When Sue turned 15,her world turned around.She found out her father had 3 other wives,he was a prostitute addict,he had tremendous debts because of gambling,he was a terrible smoker and drank heavily day to night.He was nothing like the loving father she ever knew.And worse still,he’d been doing this ever since Sue was born,only she never knew it.
Her mother cried every night,but Sue felt helpless.There was nothing much she could do or say that could change the situation.
In two months,their money became less and less.They moved out of the mansion and rented a two-room apartment in a sad part of the city.And Sue had to work as a waitress in a local restaurant to raise money to pay for her study fees.
There is a fine line between wealth and happiness.Too fine a line for me to say.Hell,if people knew that,not many would have the desire to be wealthy.
It’s like Jim Carrey says.Everyone has to be a good-looking successful actor.Then only will they regret for knowing how it really is like.
Go to hell.You have no idea what it is like.You keep thinking life for others is a bed of roses full of honey and sugar while yours sucks like a foul-smelling pigsty full of bullshit.Wake up and smell the air,sucker.There is such a thing as hope.The whole world faces the same level of shit.Just not the same way as you do.
But you probably don’t understand and maybe you don’t want to.It’s okay.Why not get your dad to sign up for prostition.Imagine him sleeping with another wino in a hotel room for a week and coming back home,claiming he’s been out for business.There’s nothing much a son can say.His dad’s got too much money.Too much power.
Imagine passing by a Carlsberg factory.And suddenly hearing dad piping up,"Hey,I remember being here with my friends.Sipping wine till we get drunk and hungover." Oh it’s no big deal.He’s your dad.
Oh but don’t get me wrong.There are roses in it.But the very few wilting ones.Seriously.Being wealthy does not necessarily mean being happy.But being happy definitely means being wealthy.
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