I Don't Know When It Started, But It Is Safe To Say That I Am Now Officially Emotionally Dependent On

I don't know when it started, but it is safe to say that I am now officially emotionally dependent on Sasuke Uchiha.

I'm as obsessed as Naruto.

This can't be healthy.

I sell myself short in my mind and I long to get more tattoos, but I'm afraid to talk to others and even more afraid to talk to myself.

I don't like to think about who I could be, because I'm the epitome of wasted potential. Peaked in the last years of high school when I thought there was still a chance that I could be smarter.

But now I'm at the bottom, my grades get worse, my acne is constantly changing, but never really good, my weight is too high, but not getting higher, though my period is just around the corner and I'm eating like a void.

I want to get more tattoos, but it's expensive and I'm afraid of judgement, my grandma still doesn't know I have tattoos at all, my father's not a fan and my bank account is sorry for itself.

I sell myself short in my mind, and don't give myself enough credit. I dream of who I could be if I had the courage to change. But I'm a coward, stuck in my ways, stuck in my past, stuck in my mind,

still trying to find a way out.

I'm obsessed with boobies and afraid of dick.

I moved to a different country, and i thought that my parents wanted to visit me on my birthday, but I just saw that they actually have plans on the exact date.

I will be alone on my birthday for the first time in my life.

My brother is included in said plans so I will be actually, completely alone.

I don't really have close friends here either, so like, there is no way I won't be crying on my birthday this year.

I'm not even mad, just disappointed.