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while in Barcelona i missed every small portuguese street
short trip to Barcelona
i was taking photos only of the boy i am in love because he made this trip amazing and if he wouldn't be there i would give a shit bout the views.
fountain where i wanted to pee or fuck or smoke weed/ the boy next to some arch/ the boy on a bike we rent/ boy drinking the best cava/ boy on the bus stop/ boy on the bike during trip to the beach/ boy posing like britney spears n her album cover/ boy before haircur/ boy after worst haircut during which we got drunk with hairdresser
me and Jana on our last sunny wine drinking in Nathanja und Heinrich in Berlin/ Raphael at Hermanplatz in Berlin/ Momo sleeping on a wam day on the floor/ Raphael sleeping during warm morning
Raphael’s face after i told him i want to break up
I cried a lot while we broke up for 5 hours
we were hangover, we were happy, we were tired, we were loved
birthday walk with my best friend Ola and Raphael in Vienna
birthday morning view in vienna/ Raphael’s back in museum in Barcelona/ morning view in Berlin
I am living for moments, touches, and secret looks. i am living for looking at single light blink on the window, for observing a wave, for running after loved ones.
and the mornings are for me
the ode to the ex boyfriend
he thought i was everything
we went on a trip in the portuguese land. we had fun. i still want to move there
the story bout the guy i loved. or maybe i though i did
friends in a night shop in poland/ friends on a party in poland/ Fabio eating breakfast/ me and Fabio on a bus stop taking last photo of us/ Fabio after beer/ nigh with drugs/ friends in poland before all went to all different continents
the story of a night which were supposed to be the last night of my life
a tent in which i slept for a while/ friends in front of the van in which we lived for a while/ friends in front of the van before the trip/ Lenny and the van at night/ street party somewhere in portugal/ Philine smoking on the street/ girls smoking again in funny hats/ lemon tree on which i climbed at night
view from Belas Artes/ view from Gulbenkian library/ friends in our fav before party bar/ view from the beach in feb/ view from miradoro when i realised that my dogged died/ our fav pizza place- rda/ Fabio with Laica on the grass/ view for the river/ view for the boat/ view from my work in lisbon
all about views which will stay forever in my mind
friends hanging out, friends in the park, friends eating pizza, friends without shoes, friends partying, friends talking, friends who will stay in my memory forever
last few days. when nothin was easy, but i still enjoyed being here.
almost ready to leave
also the guy told me that i ‘not funny’ kind of person.