I wanna go back.

It's been about 5 or 6 days since I've been moved in here. I thought it was going to be easy you know, but no... actually it turns out... it's a lot harder for me. I cant believe the move i just made. It was dumb. I should have seen it coming. I left everything behind when I moved out here. My friends, things I liked to do, I dont have anything anymore, what I have is a dog and three cats to watch after and a house to clean every spare minute I get. I cant believe what I left behind when I came out here.
After thinking about it, I made a really stupid move. I traded miserable, for even more miserable. I have never felt so alone in my entire life. I have nobody to talk to, nobody to hang out with... nowhere to go but this filthy house. I want to go back. and I cant. My parents told me that once I was out, I was out. I dont wanna be here. It's harder than I thought. I wanna leave.
Even more often do I spend crying alone in my room. I hate feeling this alone. I cant go outside -- there's groups of guys that harass me soon as I get on the sidewalk. I dont like this.
I admit it, I was/am stupid.