Surrounded with so called happiness that came from the things they consider valuable because it is luxurious, all I feel is the strong urge to run away- to get away because I am so sick of it. I am not new with a crowded people full of wealthy individual because that's the root of my life. I am Sadira Ros Marin Selezneva after all. One of those woman standing on the top of the so called pyramid that people only created.
I thought everyone was like that. I mean, way back then, high society party and a mourning gathering of a family who lost someone are just the same. I couldn't seem to figure out the differences of it because it seems like those rich people presence are just for the sake of formality and of course to gather around for their prospects of partnership in business.
