You should give the music above a listen. Anyways.

Why do I stay up till one only for my brain to become stupid amd all sad.

"Why do I exist?"

"What am I doing with my life? Looking at memes? Watching youtube?"

"Get a job already you lazy bum."

"You should really do that thing before the ship sails and you ever get the chance to ask."

"What...what happens after we die? Why am I so scared of it?"

"Come on dude, get serious about your body."

"Are you sure you want to be a machinist? Maybe switch to the medical field."

"You won't make it to college, and even if you do you won't make it THROUGH lazy boy."

"Do you really want to go down that road again?"

Come on brain. Stop being such a downer. Dummy. Just, do the things and quit worrying so much about everything. Be like the music, find a rythm and flow in your life...I guess? I don't know anymore. I'm just a teenage boy trying to live his life, fearing he will male a mistake and mess his life up. Worry worry worry, pussy out of stuff, tell yourself you can't do it. And for what reason? None.

What am I even writing i this chapter? Wow. I am very scatterbrained. I go from "boohoo whine about what your brain says" to "LIFE" to this. I'm just going to end it here. Bye or...whatever I don't know have a good day/evening/night/morning