I’ve lost friends, man. Good ones. The kind who had my back through thick and thin. But when you’re chasing a dream, you can’t always hold on to those connections. They slip away, like grains of sand through thee hourglass. Lovers? Shit, don’t even get me started. Love takes a backseat when you’re on this rollercoaster ride. The nights spent alone, the promises broken, the hearts shattered — it’s all part of the price you pay.