le temps passe, l’amitié reste

hello pals.

what would we do without our friends? what would we really do without the people counted on the fingers of one hand who truly love us? those who are always there for us? who accept us just the way we are? who try not to be too hard on us when we fail them? who laugh at the same things as us? who hate the same words as us but they do use them after all as we do? like χαλαρά {the greek version of take it easy, very popular amongst greek young people}. whose goodbye sentences always end with take good care?

what would we do?

photos of yannis and me in karavitis.