"Weep Not For Roads Untraveled

"Weep not for roads untraveled

Weep not for paths left lone

'Cause beyond every bend is a long blinding end

It's the worst kind of pain I've known.

Give up your heart left broken

And let that mistake pass on

'Cause the love that you lost wasn't worth what it cost

And in time you'll be glad it's gone".

I'm out of creativity lately so I decided to share some old pics from October 2018 and dedicate them to my friend Anna who celebrated her 24th birthday yesterday.

@pinkanafloyd

"...and struck me down when I kissed that ring You lost that right, to hold that crown I built you up, but you let me down So when you fall, I'll take my turn And fan the flames As your blazes burn!". #photography #albanianphotographer #photographersoninstagram #nikon #nikonphotography #nikond3200 #lightroom #photoshop #arrow #ring #vintage #burnitdown #linkinparklyrics https://www.instagram.com/p/CA22JUVgCqy/?igshid=x4a15ahptpvq

A small thing I did yesterday.

July 20th will always be a sad day for every Linkin Park fan, including myself.

Messenger leather bag.

Made in Florence, Italy.

What would truly make sense with my fantasy?

Me and my girls, having a picnic by the lake. The sun shining, no people around, just us.

The blanket. The basket full of food, alcohol, fresh water. A Polaroid. Us in vintage flowy dresses, combat boots and jean jackets. Colored hair. Boho jewellery. Black nails. Cute small hats with a bow. Maybe an acoustic guitar. Or a small bluetooth speaker. Listening to different songs, talking about the lyrics, how it feels like being a 20-something year old queer girl in this messed up world. Eating. Laughing. Singing. Dancing. Running around. No internet. No calls. No boys. No worries. Just feeling free.