What’s in a name? that which we call a rose… By any other name would smell as sweet;
My feelings are all mixed up. I want to cry for all the golden moments gone, I…
το χετε προσέξει ποτέ, πως οι λέξεις αλήθεια και ηλίθια μοιάζουν υπερβολικά;
Για την Αλεξία
Southern people tend to laugh for no obvious reason.
Sometimes, she would laugh so hard, my stomach would ache. But then, pain became the norm and her smile faded.