Turns out making my bed and writing a to do list did not fix my problems

Turns out making my bed and writing a to do list did not fix my problems

Turns out one of my favorite things to do while vacationing in Serbia, is just hangout with my Grandma, go to the Farmer’s Market, and drink some coffee… sorry, I meant latte. I can’t drink coffee if there’s no milk in it. Don’t judge me, I already know I’m a snowflake.

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What if ghosts can’t see us either and they’re scared as sh*t, cause who the f*ck is making pizza bagels at 2 a.m.

What if ghosts can’t see us either and they’re scared as sh*t, cause who the fuck is making pizza bagels at 2 a.m.

Hello guys 🙂 I have edited so many pictures lately, it would be a crime if I didn’t show any… so I decided to blog more often, but it won’t have any specific order. My mind can’t bother with sense anymore.

In this series of portraits, you get to take a look at my talented best friend, whom I adore. She came to see me in Serbia a couple months ago, and we had a blast. Best(ies) vacay ever ! This specific photoshoot is from the first morning actually. We had an amazing brunch at this hype restaurant by the Waterfront in Belgrade, named “Ambar”. Delicious and traditional Serbian foods, with a twist… ugh, our bellies were fulfilled. Highly recommend it, we started off our vacation in the best way possible.

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Let go of the illusion that it could have been different.

French countryside

Let go of the illusion that it could have been different.
Provins is a wonderful medieval town not too far from Paris, that we had the delight to visit on a beautiful summer day. There we could find picturesque little houses, a beautiful rose garden with so many different species, never-ending views on fields, a big romanesque castle and of course this feeling of being away from a big city, and breathing the fresh air, just enjoying ourselves.
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Your worth is not measured by your productivity

I can’t stop eating, the food in Paris is freaking delicious

Your worth is not measured by your productivity
I didn’t have the best of days… I got a pretty severe anxiety attack at work this afternoon. Which was totally random, and I didn’t really know what was causing it, but the more I think about it & I realize it’s because of all the unnecessary pressure I am putting on my shoulders – I meditated to get me through it.

I love that I have people that believe in me, because at some point I stopped believing in myself, and that makes me sad… unfortunely some have what may seem like high expectations. I’m just trying my best, and I can’t be who I’m not. I know what makes me happy, and what doesn’t, and I don’t want to force myself to go against my spirits. Because that’s actually how you destroy yourself, and I’m in a healing process.

All I know is, I am getting back on my feet. You can’t imagine the feeling of sensing my being been born again. I just hope I will make some proud… sometimes I feel like you’re kinda the only ones who care about my journey, on this blog or whatever – and I need to thank you for that.

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It’s okay, you just forgot who you are. Welcome back !

Sunsets in Paris be like…

It's okay, you just forgot who you are. Welcome back !
I love Summer. In twenty days or so, I’m leaving on a well deserved one-month vacation – again, I know what you’re thinking. I love taking an entire month vacay because then it feels like a real break, anything less than that is never enough.

I’m going to visit my family in Serbia – I honestly can’t wait ! In the meantime, I’m gonna enjoy this awesome weather in Paris.

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