law grrrl

law student...finding solace in solitude. queer chamorrita, learning the art of practicing self-love. CROSSING BORDERS on the daily, socalifas por vida, puromexicoenmicorazón.

Te quiero para un café, dos cigarros, cien besos, mil caricias y toda la vida.

—(via ferojeda96)

(via anniberry)

pixography:

Frida Kahlo ~ “Roots”, 1943
Frida’s most lucid statement of her faith that all life participates in a single flow is “Roots" with a childless woman’s dream of fertility in which her torso opens up like a window that gives birth to a vine. Frida’s blood courses through the vine and into red vesicles that extend beyond the vine leaves’ veins to feed the parched earth. With her elbow propped on a pillow, she dreams that she is a tree of life. <source>

pixography:

Frida Kahlo ~ “Roots”, 1943

Frida’s most lucid statement of her faith that all life participates in a single flow is “Roots" with a childless woman’s dream of fertility in which her torso opens up like a window that gives birth to a vine. Frida’s blood courses through the vine and into red vesicles that extend beyond the vine leaves’ veins to feed the parched earth. With her elbow propped on a pillow, she dreams that she is a tree of life. <source>

(Source: bermudianabroad, via xicanadecorazon)

Come with every wound
and every woman you’ve ever loved
every lie you’ve ever told
and whatever it is that keeps you up at night
every mouth you’ve punched in
all the blood you’ve ever tasted
come with every enemy you’ve ever made
and all the family you’ve ever buried
and every dirty thing you’ve ever done
every drink thats burnt your throat
and every morning you’ve woken
with nothing and no one
come with all your loss
your regrets, sins
memories
black outs
secrets
come with all the gold in your mouth
and that voice like needle hitting record
come with your kind eyes and weeping knuckles
come with all the blue ink
come with your babies
come with your swollen heart
i’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you

—Warsan Shire  (via catholicguiltcollection)

My alone feels so good. I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.

—Warsan Shire (via armedwithink)

‎later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?

it answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere.

—Warsan Shire (via petrichour)