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words.

Words.The way we communicate with people.
The words have such different meanings on each of us that sometimes i wonder how we manage to contact.

Friendship and love,nouns.

What do they mean for you; Are you sure those around you have the same view? How confused are you while talking with others?
When words don't mean the same for everyone, then how do we say "I love you" and "sorry"?
Love-verb. Does it have the same power for all?
When we say forever do we really mean forever?
When we say no we mean no or basically is yes? When you say that that you are in love, are you?
"Micromond"- a place where each of us has- there the center is ourself, and we build everyday, our days, relations, thoughts, our words.our life.

Words have their power. The words are inside our microworld and they behave like we want them to behave. When words dont mean the same for everyone then how come we expect that we can understand the others?
Maybe our worlds are so small just to become big when you find others like you, and when you find people who use adjectives and verbs the way you do. And maybe then, you can think about adverbs like "forever".

bossa

summer in the city

summer retro

(Epihirisi Apollon, Greek movie,1968)
In an ideal world, we could come back in time and change something we did or said, or relive something beautiful.Every summer I go to my cottage(near the sea, beautiful view, beautiful sunrises ,beautiful beach) I find things that had my very old small racquets,my plastic glasses, forgotten vinyl and my pre-war radio which still works. Those times I really want to turn back time and sit in the hammock I had the garden and eat cotton candy and ice cream rose flavoured.I'd put powder on my body i'd take long walks in the beach with my dad. I 'd watch Greek movies on the terrace.
This summer, I will be a little more retro. I will mend old stuff that I find in retro shops,i will wear second hand clothes.i will act like a 6 year old child. I will laugh more, I'll play more.I will search to find vintage swimming suits and bikinis, and beautiful big retro sunglasses.i will be drinking soft drinks and i will be sitting in a hammock on the beach and stare the moonlight.
I will wear bracelets with candy. I will listen to lounge music. I will set my summer on fire.

need advice?

stars in your eyes

summer is

your favorite ice cream
Cherries in a basket
in your new striped swimsuit
a bag full of magazines
colorfull bracelets
polaroid pictures
retro sunglasses

walking around barefoot
garden chairs and tea at 5
sandals in bright colors
listening to Astrud Gilberto

torn tshirts in neon colors
road trips

banana and strawberry milkshakes
pool parties
breakfast on the balcony
Hot Nights
night swim

here's where the story ends

In my tired nights i moor in my chair and i fall asleep while im watching retro movies.Its so nice to stay in bed undercover with biscuits and milk, or in a terrace with a laptop and a bowl of grapes and enjoy a blockbuster the way you enjoy a strawberry flavoured gum. I understood that movies more or less have the same pattern-script- a poor sweet and beautiful protagonist finds happiness after many ups and downs.
I always say that these Hollywood movies reminds me of greek tragedy, the hero goes from joy to sorrow, and finally tata! solution and deliverance.
I wonder if the same happens in our lives. They say that at the end everything goes well.If not, then it is not the end. Can you define when a story ends? A finished story resumes after two years.What about never finish a story?
People come and go, and then they come back again. Lust,love,desire,pain,when do they start?When do they finish?
Can you define your new starts? How did you feel when you said "this is over,the end"
How do we feel when we grow up and realize that each end gives you an opportunity for a new start; And how quick are we to start again?
Do you believe in happy ends?

Are you waiting for them?

hello lover!

Oh wouldnt it be nice if it we actually lived in Manhattan and we were Carrie and Miranda and Samantha and Charlotte.

Ok so there it goes.

You'd live in a lovely apartment.

Skyscrapers everywhere, the floor reflects your social status. It would seem that the more sky would catch your eye the better.A whole new world for you- a new life full of new experiences, different every day.

You would have a catchy-comme if faut job. Attorney, curator, writer and Pr. Maybe designer, definitely model, executive producer or something.

You'd look for your big love in clubs, in cafes, on the road, in bookstores, at a party, in offices, on trips, to the cinema- in New York, Staten Island, a supermarket in China Town, police, the time you sign your first divorce, the time you expect your girlfriend in a bar and you order your food at a hip restaurant, a furniture showroom, a painting exhibition, while you are smoking outside a building or in the park or smoke at home or smoke the entrance, while, when, at the time ..

You would have an extraordinary will for nightclubbing.You would have more sex than an average woman. You'd balance yourself in high heels you would drink flirtini and cosmopolitan, your apartment would be boho chic.You'd spend your money on shoes and clothes. I do not know exactly where you'd find so much money, but wtf, is the American dream, probably include the dreamy paycheck.Offcourse the taxi will come with a whistle.

You'd have time for brunch, and breakfast and dinner and you'd do your nails and hair every week. Really, you would say the best quotes ever.O! My God and every girl would envy you!