Γαμω την κοινωνικη μου παρακμη μεσα.
The quote of the month. I've said this maybe a thousand times...
Maybe more. It's all about this fuckin pressure i keep getting. My realm's been
taken over. All i have is thrash metal and beer and i'm running out of beer.
The thing is that this society where i live in is slowly rotting and decaying.
The fires burnt the forests of Attiki once more.
It's becoming an annual occurence.
It's time to give up the pathetic excuses of problems we have and take a look
on the outside world.
It's almost time for the school to start.

And this society will always be the same. It'll never change.
The fires will burn, the girls will be σκατομαλακισμενες and the only solid, clear thing will always be thrash.