I’m all alone, yet I’m surrounded. No one truly cares about me. I have no one to tell everything to and they’ll just sit there and listen to me, give me advice. Instead I spill my heart on an internet website. This is the closest I have to a best friend. It’s pathetic and heartbreaking. I hate this so much, yet it seems to be a recurring issue. That’s just the way the ball rolls I guess. I’ll just finish my letter as I finish crying, then hopefully get over this.