17 Oct, 17
A friend of a friend had a bit of a problem.
They were housemates but fell out in the end.
That friend of a friend went a bit nut. 240 more words
5 days, 6 hours ago
A 17-year-old writes into Elliott Hulse, describing how he feels depressed at having very few ‘real friends’, i.e those who pay him time and attention. 114 more words
1 week, 4 days ago
UPDATE: Thank you for your support everyone 🙂. Our facebook page is now feeling much more loved. I will try to post some interesting tidbits there every now and then. 327 more words
1 week, 5 days ago
My Captive Gaze Inside Your Eyes
That’s what she just said. I’m guessing that she’s right in some ways yet wrong in others. I’ve spent the past 2 weeks literally running for what feels like my life. 146 more words
Welcome to the days of my Life.
My friends were everything. If they were going through something I was always there for them, and the same for me. That is until I had kids. 383 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
I don’t know. Never had one. It’s too abstract for me.
I HAVE NEVER HAD A FRIEND. AND CHANCES ARE THAT I NEVER WILL.
I cannot have friends. 216 more words
3 weeks, 4 days ago
I watch a lot of procedural crime shows for some reason, but always something with a twist or some humor in it–none of that Law & Order stuff for me. 301 more words
1 month, 1 week ago