I am in so much more a depression now, this place is a thousand times more depressing. I just completely realized the true extent of the mistakes of my forebears and how I ended up in such a terrible place for someone like me.
The place we live could possibly have been my families, and in time mine, empire. My great great gandma had thousands of acres of land, and even better used it. She used it to grow pine trees, so just think of it as our little piece of the lumber trade. However, the next generations pissed it all down the drain slowly but surely. There used to be a lot of money and poof its gone.
Finally it got to my grandfather and great uncle. There wasn’t any money but the land was their’s. through there own stumbling blindness they eventually had to sell it all. Now the wife of my mother’s ex husband grandfather owns it all and even has a mini mall in our town on what should be OUR LAND! And I’m sure the grandfather isn’t like them but his kids are WHITE TRASH REDNECK #$%$^@#$!!!!
I know why my aunt gets so angry about this. THAT SHOULD BE OUR LAND, OUR EMPIRE, OUR WEALTH!
Now we inherit next to nothing, I inherit nothing. I have to if I ever have any hope of rising above these peasants start all over from square one. Problems? The fact that America doesnt have as much oppurtunity as it did. The only way it could ever see fruitation would be in the lifetime of my descendants.
Fuck that, I want to live as I want! I got to bridge the gap by doing it in a very shoot the moondiscover the cure for cancer fashion.
For now, I am the son of a failed dynasty the same as the paupers, even more pathetic because I have the smarts to rise above the muddy swamps of middle class.
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