Outdoor party decor with jars and ribbons. I’d put a little thought in each jar, also.
RUNNIG UP THAT HILL
PlaceboSo much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don’t we?
You, you and me.
You and me, won’t be unhappy.
“I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities that I have visited, all my ancestors … Perhaps I would have liked to be my father, who wrote and had the decency of not publishing. Nothing, nothing, my friend; what I have told you: I am not sure of anything, I know nothing … Can you imagine that I not even know the date of my death?”
Jorge Luis Borges