My time is far too valuable for me to spend any of it trying to improve myself.
Not only don't I know what tomorrow will bring, I'm still not entirely certain what yesterday brought?
For some strange reason, no matter where I go, the place is always called "here".
A good friend is worth pursuing... but why would a good friend be running away?
If you don't like my opinion of you, you can always improve
Do what you know is right, but try not to get caught.