Everything always gets crazy at the end. You just have to keep going, regardless of how awful it gets. So that's what I do.

And so really, you have given me no choice but to take you shopping by force.” She sighed, then reached up, dropping her sunglasses down from their perch on her head to cover her eyes. “Do you even realize how happy the average teenage girl would be in your shoes? I have a credit card. We’re at the mall. I want to buy you things. It’s like adolescent nirvana.” - Cora

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.

...You can't unlearn something, even if you want to. You know what you know.

Maybe I'd just figured out there were some things you were better off not knowing

We can all be beautiful girls.

He doesn’t love me. He might still love me as I was at fifteen, when I didn’t know any better. When I trusted everyone. I’m not that person any more. He’s just a boy. He was the first to really hurt me, but he’s just a boy. There were a lot of them.