zwölf 2012

we love this stuff.

we went to university.

we were tired and happy.

we are happy to see you again, so happy.

auch wenn der dezember aus gründen sehr schön war: ich bin so froh, dass dieses jahr in weniger als zwölf stunden vorbei ist. so froh.

elf 2012

we were glueing something.

we said hello to something new.

we love tiny stuff.

we went back in time.

we fell in love - and we still are.

zehn 2012

we saw a new beginning. 

we were romantic.

we did something on our own.

we were smiling. and we meant it.

we know.

neun 2012

we were reading.

we got some new music.

we think this was one of the best days this year.

we still love cranes.

we were happy to leave.

we say yes.

we still can't believe  this really happened. /
we were excited. / we were happy.

acht 2012

we got some decoration.

we were full of anticipation.

we try.

we were, too.

we love eggs and strawberries for breakfast,

we were happy like a kid.

we like the name.

we say thank you.

we came back home.

sieben 2012

we had a nice dinner.

we saw a light.

we saw someone.

we picture ourselves.

we filed it away.

we love cranes.

we love neonlighteyes.

we were planning a trip.

we saw each other again. / we miss us.

we don't know why.

we were anry - so, so angry.

sechs 2012

we are not insane.

we were drinking.

we had fun.

we love our books.

we got it straight.

we don't feel that way anymore.

we were trying to get over something. (we still are, sometimes)

we miss you sometimes.

fünf 2012*

we went home.

we love our home. / we were still with you here.

we were lying here. / we haven't been with you here anymore.

we were kinda living there.

we love clouds.

we shared secrets.

we were smiling. again.

we had dinner. / we have the best boys. / we still miss you.

* zugegeben: ich glaube, der mai 2012 war einer der härtesten monate für mich - emotional betrachtet. anfangs fand ich es grotesk und überhaupt nicht repräsentativ, dass da so viele bilder sind, die ich so schön finde, das passt doch nicht zusammen, dachte ich mir. aber dann habe ich nachgedacht: so sinnlos ist das nicht. im gegenteil. was soll man sonst machen, in so einem zustand, wenn nicht sich an schönes festhalten und schönes festhalten? die bilder erinnern mich nicht nur an eine harte zeit, sondern auch an viele schöne momente. und keins dieser bilder wäre entstanden, wenn da nicht leute gewesen wären. die dafür gesorgt haben, dass ich schönes sehe. danke.