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Saturday, January 23, 2016

London

London is a funny thing really. It drags you in, devours you, chews you up and spits you out. It doesn't feel sorry for it. It's not pretending. You know exactly what you got yourself into and yet you can't leave. At a first glance it seems like the loneliest place on earth. But then something amazing happens. You meet people that have so much heart and love for you. And you're not entirely sure why. You question it. You have doubts. You build walls because you want to protect yourself. But then they surprise you. They stick around no matter what. They listen, they help, they understand. And yet we're so different. At the end of the day everyone just wants to love and be loved in return. I'm getting exactly that out of London. Amidst all the mess, rush and ignorance I found true love. In people. In friends. If you just pay attention you notice that they're there. And it's so worth it. To absolutely everyone who followed me on this journey I have nothing but unconditional love for you. And that's how London makes it up to me!

Be love, live love, think love and you will receive it. All day, every day!

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