in the past like week and a half I’ve ran 8 miles and like painted 4 things and blew all my money and i only got like 3 hours of sleep but i feel fine so? Like i just couldn’t fall asleep last night but i feel like i kinda dont need it. I wanted to go running this morning when nobody was awake but i ate some toast instead and now its too hot so maybe ill got to the gym later idk

Seventeen seems like the perfect age. Not naive like sixteen. Not feeling the pressures of daunting adulthood like eighteen. Just plain and simple, seventeen.

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One time in first grade we were making paper cat in art and there were little strips of paper we had to fold and make whiskers and I didn’t know how to do it perfectly so I started crying and the art teacher was really confused and like “wtf” and I feel like that says a lot about the way I am now