Dans les Nuages

(♥Cats, animals, interspecies friendship♥) I fiercely hate capitalism, fascism, misogyny, homophobia and my toxic mother. I'm living in Toulouse (France).

[ydrill]

So I'm starting a side blog with pictures i took during hikings, here :

https://sentiers-verts.tumblr.com/

I don't know if I'm gonna be persistent ^^' but it's funny, and I really enjoy taking pics, so...

[what-even-is-thiss]

You’d think that once you finally get long term access to a cat and your yearning to have cat access is fulfilled that you’d become slightly less obsessed with seeing people’s cats but no if anything it gets worse

[everydaylouie]

cat game

[nyanletnest]

[junglejim4322]

I live a very balanced life of noticing things nobody else does and not noticing the things that literally everybody notices

[glavilio]

The Mitten illus. E. Bulatov & O. Vassiliev

[your-first-priority]

A small house in mountains and no one knows where i am.

[tourfilm]

living under a rock is so fun i love watching a movie that’s been famous for decades and being like wow this is so good.. did you guys know about this

[cosmonautroger]

(sound on)

[bookofkhidr]

“How right it is to love flowers and the greenery of pines and ivy and hawthorn hedges; they have been with us from the very beginning.”

— Vincent van Gogh, from The Letters of Vincent van Gogh

[sooz-again]

If you could be any kind of bear, which bear would you be?

This one.

[crustycrow]

i know how to identify all of the barksies now.

[draconym]

Is this on a separate axis or what

[paddysnuffles]

Huskies are their own category all their own

[rosieandthemoon]

Robert Leinweber, for a 1912 edition of Grimm's Fairytales

[wanderingsofthewild]

Me and my pitbull. 😂

[aprilumillusion]

[honeywine0]

[dahppled]

I really don't have much going on in my life, except the horrors, so when people ask me questions it feels like a test of some kind

[hackedhearts-deactivated2024111]

“Tell me your favorite weird fact.”

The Earth is covered in corpses. We breathe the air the dead exude, eat the food they nourished with their decay, pour their remains into our cars, wear them and sleep on them. And then we call them scary without even noticing that they are present in every single thing of our lives. We live because of the dead.