Jennifer Mathieu Quotes

Her letters were bubbly and girlish. Her handwriting made her seem happier than she actually was.

There are some things, like your eighth grade boyfriend kissing some other girl at a middle school dance, that are easy to forgive. And there are some things that are just unforgivable.

Denying your faith in the Lord was the ultimate no-no

I see no need in taking part in forced adolescent social rituals that would do nothing but stir up emotions of dread for all involved.

Brandon was like a God in Healy, and I guess I was like God's best friend.

I don't look out onto the sea of faces and wish I wasn't alone. I simply acknowledge the sea exists...

I'm frustrated with him, but I'm also frustrated with myself. That I can't find the words to explain it to him. I'm totally sure he's not doing it on purpose, but Seth is a guy, and he can't ever know what it feels like to walk down a hallway and know that you're getting judged for the size of your ass or how big your boobs are. He'll never understand what it's like to second guess everything you wear and how you sit and walk and stand in case it doesn't attract the right kind of attention, or worse, attracts the wrong kind. He'll never get how scary and crazy-making it is to feel like you belong to some big Boy Monster that decides it can grab you and touch you and rank you whenever and however it wants.

I spot Mitchell Wilson and his fellow apes hanging out like every other day. Their loud boy voices, laced with Mountain Dew and the knowledge that the world belongs to them, ring through the halls, echoing off the walls, making my skin crawl.

As I head inside, I get smacked with the scent of industrial cleanser mixed with Axe body spray. I hear the shouts of voices - mostly boys' voices because nice girls don't shout - and catch words like March Madness and dumb bitch and she's so hot.

I take a deep breath. How can I make him get it? He doesn't understand that Moxie isn't - wasn't - just a fun thing I did to be cool or different like his old hipster friends in Austin. I sincerely wanted to change East Rockport High School. Maybe I was naïve to think I could, but deep down I believed it might happen.

How much did it hurt? It was like a million paper cuts on my heart.

Alice smiled her wide smile. The crooked incisor smile.

This is what it means to be a feminist. Not a humanist or an equalist or whatever. But a feminist. It's not a bad word. After today it might be my favorite word. Because really all it is is girls supporting each other and wanting to be treated like human beings in a world that's always finding ways to tell them they're not.