So as I write this I’m sitting in the pub on my own. All dressed up. All made up. But on my own. My friend let me down but I wanted to drink. So I sit here alone feeling more alone than I’ve ever felt before. I’ll only last half an hour then walk home. My parents think I’mWith my friend. I couldn’t tell them I was going out alone. I’m lonely. So very very lonely it hurts. I’m pathetic. I really am.