We are all stories in the end.

misunderstood minds by Sabina Tabakovic

Self-portraits by Sabina Tabakovic

lunacy by Sabina Tabakovic

letting go by Sabina Tabakovic

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the only way is to be true so here I am, this is me. Exactly how I feel.

”En drake lyfter bara i motvind – återstår att se om man är en. Åt andra hållet vore skönt men älskar när håret blåser bakåt i motvind trots allt.”

ps. hope you had an amazing christmas in every way.

Take cares.

with Love,

sabina tabakovic

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