T.S. Joyce

BLAIR: My mom got hit a few times by my dad before she threw him out.......I hated him for what he did because I knew the pain she felt in her face was nothing compared to the pain and distrust that would be in her heart for a long time.......

WINTER: Because I guess I like the idea that maybe someday I can find my place, you know? My niche. Somewhere people will keep me.

LEXI: I__ settled for this awful existence because I__ convinced myself it was better than being alone....But it__ not.

GEN: What you are doesn__ matter to me. Who you are does.

LINK: .....It__ the imperfections that give you character out here.

TOBIAS: No one ever said this would be easy, and you don__ seem like the type of woman to take the easy way out.

LEXI: I feel like I belong here. Hell, maybe I always did belong, and I just needed to leave to see how good I had it. This place is home, and I love my job.......Maybe that means the big city defeated me.....RYDER:Nah, you just figured out what you want. There__ no defeat in that.

This life required scars,...Some were on the outside, and some they carried on the inside. But scars weren__ shameful. They meant survival. They meant putting in work. They meant sticking around and getting through the hard stuff just on the chance that things could get better.