Elizabeth walked past just as Mrs. Ferguson, pulling down her wide-brimmed hat, announced that teenagers today were the most inconsiderate creatures she had ever seen. ‘I’m afraid I have to agree with you,’ Elizabeth had...
Sudah gue bilang: punk is only hibernating, not dead!
Never lend your car to anyone to whom you have given birth.
You will need to stay calm as you witness the candy floss in your daughter’s smile harden into brittle bitchiness. You will need to muster a new resolve as your son’s fascination with Pokémon shifts...
I am near fourteen and have never yet seen a hanging. My life is barren.
I was born into chaos. I didn’t know what peace felt like.
I like to write about teenagers because it’s such an uncertain and dramatic time.
If God wanted teenagers to be abstinent, puberty would begin at twenty.
When it comes to generating writing material, teenagers are gold. Their world is a narcissistic, anarchic, paranoid hell of anxieties and stresses about how they look; how popular they are or aren’t; and how fast...
Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.
If you love her. If you want her to stay. Fight for her.