My history defines who I am.

Unfortunately, there are no guarentees in life.

He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.

That’s not the only reason I’m stayin’, chica. I can’t leave you any more than I could walk out that door right now while my leg is busted up. I was just thinkin’ . . . should we tell your parents now or later?” “Tell them what?” I ask, eyes wide. He kisses me softly, then says proudly, “That we’re in a serious, monogamous, committed relationship.” “We are?” “Sí. And when I get out of here, I’m gonna fix the door to your car.

Julian, sometimes girls are like junk food. They look good, and they sure taste good… but you know they're not healthy for you and cause cavities so it's better to just leave 'em alone. Got me?

Every time I break out of what is expected of me and do what feels right, I feel stronger.

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.