manufactured rain cloud.

you ever felt like some stuff just isn’t gonna change? like you’re trapped here and you’re gonna be living this life like forever? no? well, then that’s the problem, isn’t it? you don’t understand how hopeless it gets when everyone just thinks you’re the stuck-up rich bitch with no social skills. there’s no going up from there. there’s no making friends from there. no matter where i go, no matter what i do-i’m not stupid, all right? i get that i’m off-putting. so that’s the reason, all right? that’s why i want the training. because you’re just like me. well, not exactly like me, but you get the drift. i bet a lot of people didn’t like you when you were younger. and you’re the best in your field, the absolute best. and so am i. people like you and i...we got this manufactured rain cloud hanging over our heads. i say “manufactured” ’cause a lot of people will tell us we cause our own sadness because we act like we’re better than other people. but what’s the point in faking it? we are better! there’s no point in making other people feel good about their own mediocrity. we-we’re exceptional people. aren’t i allowed to point it out?