Mood board for April

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Kind of obsessed with cat eyeliner this month.
I cannot wait to go back to London!I am working again this summer at the same place, selling ice cream and ocasionally bartending and waitressing.
If you see me out of the house I am probably wearing black high-waisted jeans.
The season of cold coffe has begun.
Not really sure if I already stated this previously but I am a huge lover of winding stairs.
Open back shirt are a trend this spring/summer season and I am loving it!
My eye makeup is mostly Maybelline’s The Nudes palette and black gel liner.
Currently in a search for a perfect button up.


Last year’s April mood board – HERE
Previous Mood Boards —> HERE

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At the end

 

At the end
Please come with me
Where we talked about forever
To throw away our infinity.

At the end
Please come with me
Where we layed once again
To remember my first and last touch.

We knew this moment will come
But no one was ever prepared

To meet this part of the story.

At the end
When it comes, if it comes
Please don’t just leave me behind.

 

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SO GOOD BYE FOR NOW, MY FRIENDS (if anyone is even reading)

 

Italy in 2016

This will be just a short overview of my trip through some photos! 🙂

 

 Day 1

 

Day 2

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Memory

Memories.
Something we cannot live without.
Yet we often forget the ones that mean the most.

Where do they go?
Is it inevitable to be left with just those bad ones,
Or those whose significance is almost none existing.

Or does our constant memory loss help us?
Maybe that is why I can remember,
Remember the scent of dandruff on grey hair.

Maybe that is why I know,
Know the aroma of my lover’s sweet touch
And my mother’s warm embrace.

Memories.
They serve us more than we know.
They hold so much pain and love.
They are the purpose of living.

In response to Memory!

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