Wednesday, October 18, 2006 · posted at 1:28 AM
Speak.
I need a new friend. I need a friend, period. Not a true friend, nothing close or share clothes or sleepover giggle giggle yak yak. Just a pseudo-friend, disposable friend. Friend as accessory. Just so I don't feel and look so stupid.

You'd be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside - walking through their days with no idea who they are, just waiting for a heart attack or cancer of a Mack truck to come along and finish the job. It's the saddest thing I know.

          ~ Speak, Laurie Halse Anderson

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