was running through tokyo’s smaller stations last saturday evening when a guy stopped me to say he thinks i look beautiful. we exchanged numbers while the escalator brought us back up to the ground level and parted ways at crossroads. everything was so quick yet felt so slow. i haven’t heard from him since but i’ll cherish that moment forever

torturing myself with a horrible pilates&cardio workout. i’m so fine i’m so sane

jäljellä vaan loppu, ei toivoa ei iloa ei mitään ei yhtään mitään. tumma tunneli, öljymeri ja keuhkot joilla ei voi hengittää. ei valoa ei toivoa ei lohtua ei pakotietä

sudden rain and thunderstorm. this depressive episode seems never-ending

sirens, room A3. hungry mouths, greedy hands. how to forget no one will save you

sun sets after six. i stay out, let it bleed down my arms. clock ticks heavy, 2millimeters your voice fades, streets go quiet. windows bolted shut, no entry to the roof. a lone raven, the wind and leafless tree

missing the spring in finland, my friends and late nights. cooking and drinking wine, chatter and laughter. gentle warmth and cool evening breezes. maybe i’m a little homesick