hey uhh

Today has been 

9/11

2017.

Not that long ago (after the gardens though), I visited the 9/11 museum in NY. 

Yeah, that one.

In one word: wow.

Eeeeeesh. Getting chills.

I don't take any history classes anymore, so I didn't talk about it in any of my classes. Except for the morning announcements. Yeah.

I finished my homework for tomorrow a few hours ago. Why am I still up then? I don't care about my life lmao.

About my life, I keep on getting these questions in my classes. 

"What do you view yourself doing in one, five, ten, thirty years?"

Damn it, I don't know. I barely know most of you. 

The future... ugh. I hate being forced to think about it all the damn time.

I don't know how or if I'm gonna live and survive one year from now. Never mind in thirty!

Well haha, the highlight of my weekend was seeing the movie, It. Saw it. Yeah. Wow, you're playing it vague, Cutepups go die.

It's 11:49. Cutepups is still awake. Screw it lol.

No offense but I kinda bet I'm gonna make a bunch of negative vibes in my posts. Life is rough and stressful. Not a huge fan of being alive at this time either. Yeah sorry about that.

My sensitivity and anxiety are literally ruining my life. I hate this, ugh.

I know I said that I couldn't view myself in a year from now in older posts from previous years, but like it's real this time. There's no more high school after this year for me, dudes. I have no idea where I'm gonna go to college. So yeah, I am clueless.

It'll be surprising if I ever don't think of dying as something I do in the next few years. 

I don't know what I'm gonna do. Screw it, man, I'm screwed.

To the one person who reads my posts, I love you, dude. Love yourself.

Things are supposed to get better. I'm just saying. That better not remain as bs.

I'm tired but restless. That's me all the time. It's terrible.

Ok bye lmao.