August the twenty eighth two thousand ten

I'm tell you why I'm alone. I fell in sin. I fell in anger. I fell in hatred. I walked down the wrong path and now I want to get out. It's so agonizing to try and find the right path. I just...I'm so alone. It's hard to move on. I watched Shutter Island.

If there was a possible way to be scared of everything, I feel that way now. When the credits began to roll, I felt reality was a big brick thrown at my head. My head was throbbing. Suddenly all my dreams I had planned for myself are just washed away. I don't know how I've been living this way, because it's so hard and watch that and still be alive. I'm just left confused as what they call "a deer in headlights."

Loneliness is such a scary path. I don't know how much longer I can live being alone. I need somebody to h old me. Hold me up, and just for now. I'm scared to even think. I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared.

Somebody
please
help me