“My mom shows me her old yearbooks, and there are tons of people in there she doesn't talk to anymore. Old boyfriends, best friends… What do you think happened to them?" "Maybe they drifted apart." "That's stupid. You don't drift,… — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“The truth is, it's not the act that I'm scared of, but giving myself so entirely to someone. As long as there are lines… — Abigail haas Copy Share Image
“Any one of us could be made to look a monster, with selective readings of our history.” — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“Our lives are made up of choices. Big ones, small ones, strung together by the thin air of good intentions; a line of dominoes,… — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“..the truth is, we made each other, like we learned about in science class. Symbiosis.” — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“My mom shows me her old yearbooks, and there are tons of people in there she doesn't talk to anymore. Old boyfriends, best friends…… — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“Our lives are made up of choices. Big ones, small ones, strung together by the thin air of good intentions; a line of dominoes,… — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
“Now, for the first time, I wonder if this is how my mother felt. If cancer was her prison; the chemo treatments, torture. I… — Abigail Haas Copy Share Image
