Madelaine Petsch Quotes

I had a gothic phase, and now I'm more edgy chic.

I was always into music. I think everyone is when they're a teenager, as a way to drown out the world.

When I was fourteen, I was one of those kids who wore all black because it matched everything. Seriously.

I dyed my hair pink when I was fifteen.

I've had watermelon hair where I had pink with green tips. From the age of 13 to about 19 or 20, I never had my real hair color.

I used to make fun of young people when I was 17 - the angst, the insecurities, all those tattoos.

I went through phases of odd hairstyles and tank top-over-tee outfits and stuff like that.

I did throw a lot of eggs into one basket, as you do in your teenage years - 'I am buying these records, I am wearing this'. I did quite a bit of that. You have to do it, wear your stupid shoes, wear your stupid hair.

They are called 'Emos' now, and before that they were 'Goths.' They didn't have a name for it when I was one, but I was that black-wearing teenager and yes, I wore a little eyeliner.

When I was 15, I wore combat boots with a fluorescent Columbia ski jacket. I was trying to find myself.

I definitely went through some dark teenage years. I wore black raccoon eyeliner every single day. I would be late to school if I didn't have time to put my eyeliner on.

I got my first piercing at the age of 13, my first tattoo at the age of 15.

I had no boundaries at home, so I had nothing to push against. I only rebelled with clothing when I was 14. I would wear purple Doc Martens and had purple streaks in my hair, dirty jeans, and baggy tops. Very Britpop. Anything that wasn't girly or feminine. My mother hated it.

I just wanted to do the things that all normal teenagers wanted to do. So I did become quite rebellious.

He knew her now. She was the weird girl in the class above him, who dyed her hair pink and always wore a lot of pentragrams and crystals. Right now she was also wearing giant chandelier earings and a violent pink T-Shirt that bore the words ROMEO AND JULIET WOULDN'T HAVE LASTED.

He doesn’t pretend,” the punk pixie said. He nodded toward Doyle. “Nice rings. You got anything else pierced?” “Yes,” Doyle said. The boy smiled, making the rings in the edge of his nose and his bottom lip curl cheerfully with it. “Me too,” he said.

I was a huge punker growing up.

When I was 16, I was rapping just to rap.

I was every mother's nightmare - I was a hair model from 14, and I started coming home with red, blue, green hair.

I love, love songs, but sometimes it's okay to just be young and talk about something other than getting married or falling in love.

I would dye my hair every week. I wanted to be a really goth teenager.

I'm not coming out trying to prove anything to anyone, like, 'Oh, I'm in assless chaps!' or 'I can't be tamed!' I've already been through that phase. I started at 23, you know?

He [ the son]'s grown up listening to all types of music, and the natural form of rebellion is to find the one genre that maybe he hasn't listened to and to make that his thing.

Me: "If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot." Mom: "You don't take pot, for starters." Me: "See, that's the kind of thing I'd know if you got me a fake ID.

I remember hearing once that good girls don't get caught. I think that's sort of a lot of what my teen years were like.