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Πέμπτη 3 Δεκεμβρίου 2020

Wasting time.

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To begin with,  you didn't want to, and truthfully I never believed in it either.  
Πέμπτη 31 Οκτωβρίου 2019

The cracks in between.

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Mendota's ice cracks. Ever thought that even though these cracks exist, you can still step your foot on them? And apparently the ice ...
Κυριακή 13 Μαΐου 2018

The insignificance of our (sun)days

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Dear stranger, today I feel so small and insignificant. Like the world is too big for me to find a place to fit in. I get an unbearable ...
Κυριακή 29 Απριλίου 2018

What I think on a Sunday evening.

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I'd wish you'd call me more often, and care more. But I'd wish I'd care more too. Because I don't care as much anymo...

This kind of people

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You know what's the problem? This kind of people. These people who don't give a fuck about anyone but themselves. Who'll pr...
Κυριακή 11 Φεβρουαρίου 2018

Dear stranger (I wish you well)

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Dear stranger, today I woke up with a feeling of hope which rapidly deteriorated to a feeling of despair. I came to the realisation that...
Δευτέρα 11 Δεκεμβρίου 2017

Expect nothing/something

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You slept expecting the end of the world and you woke up in a world that was the same as yesterday's; cold, loud, and irrelevant. An...
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