IRC-Galleria

I'm just continueing my work on my final essey for school and writing about Helsinki right now and have to admit, that I cry sometimes during it. It's simply my love, my passion, my devotion to my love, my Helsinki, it is so huge that it's killing me to see all those photographs and not be able to be there again. And I'm listening to Shamrain so it supports my grief even more.
But I'm endlessly happy to be able to explore Helsinki as much as I did, I'm grateful for it from the bottom of my heart.
It's the most beautiful, safe, amazing, cultural city for me and it's also a huge part of my life.
Oh Helsinki, how much I do miss You!