Deadly

I took these pictures of my beautiful friend Cecilia in Helsinki like a week ago... It was bloody freezing & we were kinda lost, until we found this cool masquerade shop where we bought a really rad mask & went to a random courtyard & listened to Lorde & photographed. It was kinda magical, but cold ofc, haha. 

Although this has been a nice week with loads of highlights (like seeing backstreet boys! and meeting up with some very special friends the very next day for some coffee) - I still have to admit; it's been really.. erhm, emotional ? I've been stressed and hurt. At least for the past 24 hours. 

You know that feeling you get, when you see something that just breaks your heart? Something, that makes your heart cry blood and eyes see everything blurry? When it just hurts so so much, and the worst part is; there is absolutely nothing you can do about it. Yeah.. I feel numb.

I hate to admit it to myself, but this is the one thing that makes me regret going to England. The only thing I've ever been really afraid of loosing. 

Now I'm just watching The walking dead (big shocker, ey?) and kinda listening to my new favourite band The Exchange at the same time. And thinking. Sigh.