Aracely. Most call me Chely. Twenty. Mexican American. Taken by my best friend & soul mate. Reside in Grand Rapids, MI. Follow me& I'll follow you. (:I reblog what i like, simple as that. And I say what I feel. I enjoy books, nature, funny stuff and nice people. I have a lot of love to give & I love people that can put a smile on my face. I'm me & that's all there is to it. c:
Luc: Why are you chasing after him after what he’s done to you?
Kate: Because I love him! And I’m afraid that if he doesn’t come back that I’ll… it’ll hurt so much that I’ll just shrivel up and I’ll never be able to love anyone ever again.
Luc: You say that now, but… after a time, you would forget. First, you would forget his chin, and then his nose, and after a while, you would struggle to remember the exact color of his eyes, and one day you wake up and, pfft, he’s gone: his voice, his smell, his face. He will have left you. And then you can begin again.
Dear lord, when I get to heaven
Please let me bring my man
When he comes tell me that you’ll let him
Father tell me if you can
All that grace, all that body
All that face, makes me wanna party
He’s my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds