I create my own path. It was straight and narrow. I looked at it this way: You were either in my way or out of it.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

If a friend starts behaving silly because you bother him so much, don’t worry, you’re not the first person, he has got a sting in his stomach, an hunger that causes an epidemic hatred.

Never wanted it to be an imposition, I am alone & will find my way alone.