Don't Do It Juliet!
Music. Dance. Short films. Long breaths. Bright colors. This moment.Love life, love yourself.
Summertime is nice and hot,
And my life is sweet like vanilla is.
Gold and silver line my heart
But burned into my brain are these stolen images
DAN. Just like that?
ALICE. It’s the only way to leave; “I don’t love you anymore, good-bye.”
DAN. Supposing you do still love them?
ALICE. You don’t leave.
DAN. You’ve never left someone you still love?
ALICE. No.
— Rumi
