d i h y a

pensées et pérégrinations d'une banlieusarde exilée en terres nordistes.

[scrapironflotilla]

Portraits of French Senegalese soldiers during the War.

[abelforth]

j'en ai ras le cul bordel mais quel monde de merde c'est déprimant...

[abelforth]

Inès

[steviemcfly]

Dude, you weren’t supposed to forget.

[stefanysite]

[just-shower-thoughts]

We named the other planets in our solar system after gods but named our own planet “dirt”

[hellooteapots-deactivated201905]

gold star for that moment of self-awareness

[lunagazes]

✺

[the-fault-in-our-cakes]

in french you don’t just say swear words, you use them as a punctuation

[thevisualartofmetal]

Cover art by Hibiki Miyazaki Gojira - Magma (2016) Progressive Metal

[maryvangils]

[just-a-spring-haze-deactivated2]

Edvard Munch, Toward the Forest, 1897c-1913, colour woodcut from two woodblocks

[jakeyllenhaal]

“If you ride like lightning, you’re going to crash like thunder.”

The Place Beyond the Pines (2013) dir. Derek Cianfrance

[allthepainting]

Hubert Robert » Ancient ruins used as public baths

[belovedbane]

Concept: I finish school. The job I work isn’t my dream job but I enjoy doing it greatly still. It pays enough to cover everything I might need. My bills are never overdue. Money is not a thought in my head. I have a place to live. So do my dogs. It is nice and warm, I have some plants, my bookshelves are full, my sheets are always clean. There is time to read at the end of a day. I read a lot. Thinking is a good thing. I meet up with friends regularly, old and new. They love me. We make memories. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I travel a few times a year, always different places. The places I see steal my breath away. The people I meet teach me of life. They are good. There is no war. The sea calls to me and pay visit. I am independent. I am content.

[kradhe]

“The Eye, Thoughts, Unabatedly Wandering” by Walter Pfeiffer

[just-art5]

Vincent Van Gogh, Bowl with Peonies and Roses, 1886

[louise-dew]

Le monde était pour lui plein de digressions qui le menaient sans cesse à la dérive.

Aragon, Aurélien (via louise-dew)

[oglaighnaheireann]

An Irish rioter and local resident in conversation.

1981