You know, small children take it as a matter of course that things will change every day and grown-ups understand that things change sooner or later and their job is to keep them from changing...

Apa? WARIA? Iiih, Dennis! Sudah kubilang berapa kali, sih? Aku ini drag queen, darling, bukan waria! Drag queen itu perwujudan Madonna! Glamor, berani, berbahaya! Sementara waria itu ibarat Nicki Minaj berjakun.

My ladder’s at home.

She is a loner, too bright for the slutty girls and too savage for the bright girls, haunting the edges and corners of the school like a sullen disillusioned ghost

I bet if you look at the average teenager and the average adult, the average teenager has read more books in the last year than the average adult. Now of course the adult would be...

There will come a time when a person you most likely pushed out through your vagina and nursed from yournipples, whose bottom you wiped, and whose snot and spit you cleaned up over several sleep-starved...

I lost my innocence very young and it had nothing to do with sex.

Nobody, she felt, understood her–not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie–except her man.

We had grown into one another somewhere along the way. We were officially a team.

Come along. Let’s get out of here and go toast to youth and vampires and rebellion.

Patrick Kenzie asking a bemused waitress for a newspaper in smalltown USA. ‘It’s like a homepage without a scroll button?

Swimmers provide much healthier role models for teenagers than the catwalk.

If you surround yourself with the good and righteous, they can only raise you up. If you surround yourself with the others, they will drag you down into the doldrums of mediocrity, and they will...

Teenagers. Everything is so apocalyptic.

So that’s it. That’s the big secret. I tried to kill myself on New Year’s eve. Just like Sadie did last night. Only she really did it. I don’t know all the detatils, just the...

Before she closed the door, she hit me with this one: “I feel like it’s November first,” she said, “and I’m that discarded jack-o’-lantern whose heart and guts are splattered all over the boulevard of...

What defines you isn’t how many times you crash but the number of times you get back.