The Dawn of Eternal Summers

The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.

Alice Munro

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Wet Summer V

ΕΛΛΑΔΑΡΑ ΡΕ!

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Summer Is Forever

This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?

Jonathan Safran Foer

5 days 

On my way

My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it’s the good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke — like the end and the beginning of something all at once.

Lauren Oliver

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