J-Pierre.Pola:
Les mémoires solitaires.
J-Pierre.Pola:
Même si les pluies, les vents, des hommes les tempêtes, you know I'm here, and I'll always be. You can call. Whenever you need to.
J-Pierre.Pola:
L.
J-Pierre.Pola:
Je n'ai jamais su me nourrir de vos silences...
J-Pierre.Pola:
You know I miss you too!
J-Pierre.Pola:
Cruel suns burnt our eyes...
J-Pierre.Pola:
The days when you feel you can fall in love with the postman. Ha!
J-Pierre.Pola:
And we shut our eyes.
J-Pierre.Pola:
Then we learned how to bend time! RW5
J-Pierre.Pola:
But shall we be able to be in peace?
J-Pierre.Pola:
Les lambeaux de ma mémoire : Paris !
J-Pierre.Pola:
The imprisoned sea... RW3
J-Pierre.Pola:
Etre. Solitaire. Unique. RW8
J-Pierre.Pola:
But tell me there still are flowers!
J-Pierre.Pola:
I think of you. On every single day of my life. C3.
La Zilis {Death Biscuit}:
- Wel{K}ome.
philippe bourgoin:
boobs !
graphistolage:
{ Mauritius - Abri bus }
Bastiank80:
Sit-In
Laurent Peugniez:
La banane
CarnetsDeTraverse:
Shibuya
