three is the number

After Watermelon, life seems to pass by as simple as possible. Interrogations, swallowed by the sand, disappeared in the hills, hair blowing in the wind, running ala @antidagger (my favourite thing on instagram after the fab 5), sleepovers, movie nights with wine and whiskey. All in all, life resumes.

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E and I said our goodbyes days before we left Scotland. I have enjoyed living with him with our semi-deep talks over cake and tea, and that is enough.

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F and I away, for another 5 months. I will miss us together.

I told him I will find a boyfriend in Jakarta, half jokingly, but who knows?

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A week in KL. What to do, who to see?

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