SelfPub: The right to a chance

People called my completely negative feelings. I saw through them. Envy, greed, the desire to capitalize on anything to get away from any situation, even a hint of Yes to show the superiority... So that was the world, and nuggets of virtues, carelessly thrown by the gods of his cycle, hopelessly lost to reigning everywhere selfishness. So was I, and I can not admit that I lived as in a fairy tale. If a storyteller who administers my story, decided that her story needs to be a sharp turn, I'd still enjoyed my cozy little world where there was only my whims and those who performed them.