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When I play soccer and I play like crap, like today! on the other hand when I play soccer and I play really good, and people , strangers compliment me on how good I can play. #bestfeelingeverĀ
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Thereās good and bad days.
When I play soccer and I play like crap, like today! on the other hand when I play soccer and I play really good, and people , strangers compliment me on how good I can play. #bestfeelingeverĀ
La Noria Secc. 13, Oaxaca, Mexico
Mami, papi, we did it! After 22 long years of picking strawberries, nurturing the fresas, day after day, being kissed by the sun, I am finally your fruition today. I am the fresa youāve worked so hard to preserve, to love, to nurture. Today, i am ready to be the sweetest thing you ever did grow. This degree is for the immigrant families that have crossed borders and who have thrived. mami, papi, this degree is ours, the strawberries can no longer claim you as their own.
This is super cute! Gracias por ser una enorme inspirasion ššš
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Honestly, best graduation pictures
because iām in Oaxaca, and this is their land and i know they miss it like i miss them.
I am so proud of my beautiful sister and the love and acceptance she puts into her parenting. My sister has two beautiful babies, a baby boy who is three years old (pictured above) and a baby girl who just turned two. Although theyāre a year a part Alexis and his sister are relatively close in age (developmentally/physically) because he was born prematurely.
Theyāre growing up with a patriarchal homophobe as a father who has been instilling patriarchal/abusive ideals into the minds of these beautiful little souls. Although homeboy is still in the picture, I am glad my sister has learned enough from me and other conscious folks to know that femininity isnāt bad, whether Alexis or Ariana chooses to wear it comfortably. Whether my baby grows up in a world where he likes dresses and pink or not, he will get the validation and acceptance he deserves from those who are watching him grow and loving him for it.
This is a shout out for my sister for being one of the best mothers Iāve seen, despite what our culture and the patriarchy instilled in it has told us. This is a shout out for my babies just learning about the world, for teaching me love and acceptance is a worthwhile investment. Iām with you baby, every little step of the way.
One day, it hits you. You got so manipulated, so lied to, so hurt, so destroyed, that no matter how much you still love them - they are not deserving of that love. So you pack your things, you move on, and you begin living again.
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Iāve been in Oaxaca for about three weeks and it has been both a transformative an sad experience. Just last week I got to see my family after not seeing them for 4 years. While I have the privilege to travel as a Citizen, itās often hard for me to use that privilege when acknowledging that my parentās canāt come back home anymore.
For those of you who know me well, know that I was raised by two beautiful, hard working undocumented parents. Some of you may also know that since I began gaining knowledge about this immigration system and the status my parents hold in the U.S - Iāve been waiting until I become 21 to begin the process of sponsoring my parents for permanent residency.
Iām 22. Last year, I talked to two immigration lawyers who told me the same thing - because of the conditions in which my parents came to the U.S, theyād have to leave for a minimum of 10 years before even being considered for permanent residency. Hearing this shit twice left me unmotivated to continue seeking some sort of immigration relieve for āama y āapa.
The thing about this immigration dilemma is that my siblings are also undocumented. If my parents choose to come back to Oaxaca to be with their parents before they pass, they will knowingly not be able to see their two daughters because they will be unable to visit freely. This system is fucked up and the fact that I canāt do anything to mend these broken family ties pains me. Before this past week, I was just angry and sad about this whole situation, now I am angry enough to do something about it.
Iām 22. Last week, I talked to two sets of grandparents who told me the same thing - Māija cuando viene a visitar mi hijx? Hearing this love twice left me motivated to continue seeking some sort of immigration relieve for āama y āapa. I think people with citizenship and no ties to another country will never understand how difficult it is to leave a loved one in the name of survival. After over twelve years, my grandparents are tired and want to see their children before their time comes.
Oaxaca, Iām bringing them back home for a while. Abuelxs, Iām bringing them home for a while, I promise.
My two abuelas. One has came to visit a few times, the other (moms mom) I have yet to meet. #oneday
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Hey that beautiful womxn on the top picture is my mama!!!!! ā¤ļøš
my mommy in the first picture!
If he flips out in a rage and tirade of anger, then claims itās because heās passionate, just run away quickly. It means heās only passionate about getting angry, it has nothing to do with love, It has everything to do with his psychosis.
At 12, she picked strawberries with her parents. 10 years later, she graduated from UCLA.
I just looked at the article(s) that were written about my family and me and I am filled with emotions. At first, I was just super surprised and humbled at how many people were seeing these photographs and hearing my story and congratulating me so beautifully. Now, Iām in shock of how much appreciation and recognition my parents are finally receiving. For those of you who read the article(s), Iām sure you can infer how hard working my parents (and all other field workers) are, but growing up in a home where I had to see my mom come home from work tired of picking strawberries day by day really allowed me to reflect.
Finally, my parents are being recognized for all theyāve done. While this whole media attention weāve been receiving is a little interesting given that itās only noteworthy because I graduated from a top tier university and had a photo shoot to demonstrate my love them, I honestly feel like itās shouldnāt be about me and my ability to graduate from UCLA (although itās an awesome accomplishment). I have to be honest and say that my parents should be getting all the praise. Yeah, UCLA was tough, but that was nothing compared to all my parents have done working in the fields. Folks are saying things like, āher parents must be so proud of her,ā and āwow, what a great daughter!ā and while of course, my parents are proud and yes, i am a great daughter (most of the time, lol), itās not about me. I promise Iām not trying to sell myself as this overly humble person, I just honestly believe that my parents are the root of all this accomplishment and success. I am proud of them and have been for over 22 years. Anyway, I am grateful for all of the love and support yāall have given my parents and I and want to thank yāall for really seeing the bravery and resiliency my folks embody. Itās always been them, and I guess somewhere along the way they passed down their beauty and resiliency into me and I hope to live up to all theyāve done for me throughout my academic/career trajectory.Ā
My Parents are not only the best parents, they are also the best grandparents, ever!
I just feel like I enjoy your company more than you enjoy mine. I just feel like you take me for granted, your so into your own little world, you don't notice or appreciate the important things. I'm glad you are moving forward but I feel like you're leaving the people who appreciate you behind. I'm just not gonna try anymore I accept the way you are and don't have the power to change anyone or make them like me a little more. Why am I being so emotional???!! Maybe it's been bottled up inside . I have no idea why..
so you have fucking stretch marks.
big deal. humans grow. you dont see a tree and call it less beautiful because of its rings that it took years and years of sunlight and water and growth to produce. stop da hatinā
guess what. i have stretch marks.
My beautiful baby boy finally turned 1 on 4/6/2013! Came to this world a little early 3 months too early. He spent 4 months in the NICU but finally came home on 8/1/2012 time has flown by and now he is such a travieso he is the cutest thing ever and has the most beautiful smile, he sure didnt get it from me, got it from his daddy and im sure he will be the best big brother he can be. I love my handsome.
Preemie Moms? pregnant moms? i need to follow more preemie moms or pregnant or both! my son was born 26w6d and now pregnant at 24 weeks with a Girl!
My son and i
Is baby Alexis home already? :D
Yes he is lol.. js saw this
I have stretch marks.
Reblog if you do too. Just to prove that it is more normal than what people actually think.