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Καλλιτέχνες του δρόμου, φίλοι που έγιναν οικογένεια, και ένα ηλιοβασίλεμα να βρίσκεται καθημερινά εκεί για να σου υπενθυμίζει πως ίσως τελικά δεν είναι κάθε τέλος άσχημο.
Κι ονόμασα τα μάτια σου «καθημερινά απογεύματα» κι όλον εσένα Κυριακή που είναι πάντα δύσκολη
My 13 year old cousin came back from a date with her boyfriend and said, "I can't wait to grow up and spend sunday afternoons with him." At first, I wanted to laugh (after all they're just 13), but I remember being 13 and having the world in my hands. I remember getting excited to talk to someone about my dreams and wishes, and how happy these daydreams and fantasies made me. There's this innocence you can only have at 13 and the world rises and falls and crashes and burns every year... until you do not think about quiet sunday afternoons.
So I asked her about the date and heard her giggle about bubblegum flavored ice cream, and how much she loves this little life. I think she makes me love it too.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
Σκάω με θράσος,
και σου λέω πως σ' αγαπάω,
και είναι γιατί μου το βγάζεις,
όχι γιατί στο χρωστάω
Λόγος Τιμής - Π.Ι.Ε.Β Ταράτσες
Μου λένε δένεσαι πολύ κι αυτό είναι βάσανο.
<<Κι ήμουν στο σκοτάδι. Κι ήμουν το σκοτάδι. Και με ειδε μια αχτίδα .>>
-Καρυωτάκης
imagine someone thinking of you and buying you flowers