This book was very relatable as someone who was also a constantly lovestruck fat teenage girl. I remember how everything felt like the biggest deal and that I was the center of the universe. I can tell my aromantic friends would be flabbergasted by this experience and find this book borderline unreadable.

The author and I's experiences with dating / drugs / drama diverged pretty early, but it's interesting to see what my life could have been like if I had walked that path. Although they would have been markedly different no matter what, as this story is VERY pacific northwest. I also thought the discussions around desire and embodiment were interesting. I took a picture of the page "Everyone says I'm cute as a button. But... nobody wants to FUCK a button!!!" Classic fat girl problem.

I like how she often returns to her inner artist's compass. I like her description of "Our Town" moments. I loved her cringey letter to her favorite teacher. I liked that the story ended in a way that feels unfinished - that felt realistic both to diaries and to real life. A good book in that when I put it down I kept thinking about when I could pick it up again.