“I’ve always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed.” — City Of Thieves,
I hate it when you put someone’s happiness first instead of your own, and still at the end of the day you get nothing back in return. Not even a ‘Thank you’. I don’t even know why I bother being ‘nice’ to some people anymore.