From a Seventeen Year Old’s iPhone Notes

I am hiding under a window curtain, watching the 5 roll towards ocean beach and pretending that I am not a person and that my friends are friends without knowing me. 



Doctor’s appointment on Thursday. 


Talk about hunting for lizards in thesis!


I have a superpower. 


To do: 

Gov ch. 16.


To do: 

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I am seventeen years old in the backseat of a friend’s friend’s car on New Year’s Eve. I’ve been drinking champagne but I am not drunk and we just saw fireworks over the bay and the music is so so loud. Today is 2017 and anything could happen to me. 



You have nice eyes.



You have never needed anyone’s love.

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