"I've always felt alone my whole life, for as long as I can remember. I don't know if I like it... or if I'm just used to it. But I do know this, being lonely does things to you, and feeling shit and bitter and angry all the time just... eats away at you."

Simon spoke, his leg unconsciously bouncing. He glanced towards you, waiting for you to say something, anything, that he could find comfort in.