Cambié mi idea sobre el paraíso. Ayer era un ideal. Hoy es una cama. Unos doritos nacho. Una caguama. Un porro. Tú.


Spanish is a beautiful language. You don’t say “I love you” in Spanish, you say “yo quiero comer culo” which translates to “you are the light of my life” which I think is one of the most beautiful things to say to someone

+tw: homophobia, transphobia, sexism, indigenous erasure, racism: Queer Indigenous Hatred by Machista Chicanos


This will be my last post.

I first started this blog as a way to explore my “queerness” as being an Indigenous person, while also reblogging what I thought was interesting and great historical moments of “queerness” by primarily people of color and Indigenous folx.


Mexico (2014)