“We have babies because we want them to love us, to make us important, but the only make us tired and fat and stinking of spit up because they're babies, not saviors. Their fathers leave us, sick of crap and… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“How about giving your old man a break here, huh, Chirp?" "Chirp is dead," I hear myself say and watch the flat words destroy… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“How can you make someone love you when they won't? And what if that person happens to be your mother?” — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“The ache starts in my chest and spreads through my veins. The abuse I can handle; it's the happiness that cripples.” — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“That goes for old wounds, too, you know. I really wish we'd had the chance to talk before this," he says, cracking the window… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Maybe it's true that shared trauma brings people closer together-a common hardship, a battle to survive-because when times are quiet people relax and go… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Why should I just sit around hoping it happens when maybe I can do something to make it happen?” — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Oh, there's a wholesome outing.' I say. 'Let's all skip down to the cop shop to register my daddy as a pervert. What fun.” — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I know I've changed. Nothing gets to me anymore. Well, okay, except for stuff in the past. Back then I was all innocent… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“We wait to be rescued, but for whatever reason, no one comes. We figure that if no one protects us then we must not… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
