.the sunset is an temporary end.

I have this quality, or this malfunction in self preservation… When I read a book, I live in it. Same … More

Ό,τι αγαπάμε, διαρκεί όσο αντέχουμε.

Μάρω Βαμβουνάκη – Μίμηση αγάπης Δεν είναι δυνατό να αγαπάς κάποιον και να μην ενδιαφέρεσαι να καταλάβεις τι είναι εκείνο … More

The greater the story, the more bitter the end tastes like.

One night in London, months after the silence, words showed the consequences. Our silence too. The passion of a kiss, … More

Waterloo.

“Once you know it is over there is no comfort in the present…How disturbing it is that our illusions are … More

.πόνος.

“Δεν μπορείς να κατανοήσεις τον πόνο αν δεν έχεις, εσύ ο ίδιος, ένα τραύμα.” They say portraits are mostly inspired … More

We all start as strangers and as strangers we end.

Those days I’ve been thinking a lot of the past. You see I need to cut it in pieces so … More

none.

We exist in others’ life as long as they remember of us or simply, you are what they recall of. … More

devenir

in order to re-become, you must die first. deleting photographs is like experiencing the whole story again, you remember every … More

Un mar de lágrimas

…Branches, seas, bitterly went into faraway eyes. Ursas majors. voices…hushed. life. Flower. He does not see the colour. He has … More

The first day of the rest of your life.

She used to put her feet between his but he preferred the one who wanted to sleep in separate beds … More