(no subject)
One of these days I gotta get myself organizized
T: I think you're a lonely person. I drive by this place a lot and I see you here. I see a lot of people around you. And I see all these phones and all this stuff on your desk. It means nothing. Then when I came inside and I met you, I saw in your eyes and I saw the way you carried yourself that you're not a happy person. And I think you need something. And if you want to call it a friend, you can call it a friend.
B: Are you gonna be my friend?
T: Yeah.
(Taxi Driver)