i knew why you clicked.
it’s okay.
i would’ve too. 😇
everyone arrives for my looks.
everyone.
so yes…
the pictures you’re imagining?
they exist.
the videos do too.
i’m not going to pretend otherwise.
but there’s something i’ve always found a little funny.
the people i end up remembering…
almost never surprised me because of what they wanted to see.
they surprised me because of who they turned out to be.
there’s a greek word i love.
φιλοξενία.
it’s hard to translate.
it’s the feeling that someone should leave a little less like a stranger than when they arrived.
i think that’s why i built all this.
you can unlock my diary below
your new greek friend,
eva
p.s. the pictures exist. but when you message me, it's actually me. and for some reason that's the part people remember most.
