I once thought all people were sane to a point, that we all knew what was expected of us, and how we should act toward others. You know, human rights kinda stuff.
It seems that not all of us were brought up the same.
Some of us believed the world were just alive for them.
She doused herself in her own self-love
She worshipped herself alone
She continuously used his money til nothing was left
She used him until he was a shell