I don't have any. Except for one. She has no friends either. Except for me. They say you're set for life if you have a roof over your head and a good friend. Well sometimes you still lonely. I always thought it was the world's fault for me not being able to do trivial things in public which led to me not being able to make friends. I've finally believed that there's something wrong with me, not the world. So now what?