Mildred waves Carlos over. 'Let me look at you.' She eyes him up and down. 'I saw you when you walked in. What's with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan.' 'I suspect I am a hooligan,' he says to her. 'Whatever that means.
I want to live life on my own terms.
You can run from some problems, but then you get caught up in others.
We kiss all the time." I clear my throat, then add, "We just...do it in private.
Don't be afraid to be unique. Love yourself before you love another.
I want to live life on my own terms. But I'm Mexican, so mi familia is always there to guide me in everything I do, whether I want them to or not. Well, "guide" is too weak a word. "Dictate" is more like it.