#teenager

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

— Sarah Dessen

#teenagers #you #youth #youth

At eighteen, she already looks like a woman of sorrows and as her breaths start becoming shorter, tired of looking over her shoulder, she only wants to get away from this city where no one can fathom her love- boundless and profane and real, like her skin and her lips and the insides of her thighs. She knows she can smile, smell like the others. Her skin would bleed too if pricked and yet this reality does not belong to the ones sleeping on the platform floor; this reality is hers and her alone. Thus when she puts the mirror back, she rummages in her handbag, searching for that thing called identity: some of it lost somewhere in the railway colony she had just left behind, some in Sudhanshu’s left jacket pocket, the rest of it scattered here around broken teacups on railings, totally aberrant and arbitrary. ↗

— Kunal Sen

#suicidal #teenager #love

We've got our heads pulled low inside of our hooded sweatshirts and our eyes are shifty. We look exactly like you'd expect someone to look if they were minutes away from committing a major crime. ↗

— Kendare Blake

#humor #teenagers #humor

Sometimes wisdom came from strange places, even from giant teenaged goldfish. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#frank-zhang #wisdom #teenagers

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#teenagers

We don't need teenage bouda sex fiends as interns. How do you know he is a sex fiend? He is fifteen and he's a bouda. Hello? ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#ascanio #kate #teenagers

After all this time, I know exactly where I belong. Here. With Edmond. And that's how I live now. ↗

— Meg Rosoff

#love #teenagers #love

Librarians are notorious snitches—don’t let anybody convince you otherwise. ↗

— Tom Upton

#teen #teenager #young-adult #humor

It is back to basics here,’ Jason said. ‘What women seek to find in a man is dictated by evolution and the role of the man as a hunter gatherer. Women want a bad boy who will treat them well but not so well that they will have nothing to bitch about to their female friends. Bitching about the male of the species is how females bond with each other…another one of evolutions little jokes. ↗

— J.D. Gallagher

#life #love #teenagers #women #love

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. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#first-love #infatuation #love #lust #teenage-love