From time to time we all need a shoulder to cry on, an ear to bend, someone who will offer good advice or maybe just listen. Now you could always get a significant other to handle that but isn't that a lot more trouble than it's worth? I mean after you've spilled your guts and bawled like a kid who just swallowed his pacifier then what? I'll tell you: That other person is still around. You've finished talking to them but they won't go away and worst of all you've gotta listen to their stories and troubles now because well, they listened to yours right?
