We feel like we do so much for ppl cross oceans… and they don’t realise Maybe it’s ordinary, or maybe they don’t give a fcuk…
Yet we keep on crossing oceans…and going out of our way for those ppl….
I mean are we crazy to do so
in spite of knowing the ugly truth .
And then…like a dumb asshoel
we get cheered up and all excited , when those ppl say
simple words of praise for us
Actually that praise is tooo ordinary
For those ppl…
Bt yea we’re dumbfucks so we getting fcuking hyped, go crazy luring on the dream of how those ppl are our everything!
Ps: this is not my work. But since that person asked me not to reveal whereabouts….I wrote my name.