“Let’s have dinner parties and go hiking and thrifting and study atoms and art history in the library while sipping coffee. Let’s enjoy being young and confused and unsure about what our next step will be.
Be the friend?) I sit on the edge of the train tracks, swinging my legs with a sigh. A few tears stream down my face. My boyfriend just broke up with me." I hear a voice, and I turn to look. It's my best friend, and he looks worried.