Maybe there aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.
—from It, a book by Stephen King
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| Default (English) | 31,632 | 92.58 | February 14, 2018 |
| Instant Death Mode | 27 | 99.02 | December 18, 2018 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 2 | 142.52 | April 14, 2021 |
| New English Texts | 1 | 117.82 | May 31, 2022 |