She buried her face in his shoulder as he held her. All that she could think was that she needed him. She needed his arms around her, needed him to hold her and whisper that they'd find a way together.
—Grand Prairie, Texas.
Nada es para siempre, llora, ríe, enójate, grita y nunca te arrepientas de algo. Vive tu vida, por qué solo tenemos una.