Mujer, you own my soul.

I lost my dad when I was younger, and I know what its like to lose a beloved parent.

...there's no rule book or game plan when it comes to the grim realities of our lives.

I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are.

Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.

Paco Fuentes, " Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Mary. The handsome young man with pale blue eyes like his mother's and smoky black hair like his father's takes his assigned seat.

It's the music that pulls me in and makes me forget about my problems at home. Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.