A drawing is life spent on a piece of paper.

Shenece Oretha

Where did you get those big eyes?

My mother.

And where did you get those lips?

My mother.

And the loneliness?

My mother.

And that broken heart?

My mother.

And the absence, where did you get that?

My father.

Inheritance, Warsan Shire  (via aancchor)

(Source: prideinthepanther, via aancchor)