I have four (only four) photos of the party (a handful of guests around the fire taken well after dark) not counting post party bathroom selfies that might be salvageable and a bunch of photos of my parents' Christmas tree (taken because we aren't doing a tree this year and I got emotional when leaving)
Not a single photo of food, not a single photo of wine, not a single photo of me with anyone, not a single photo of the guests together or who came, not a single photo taken for social or for myself to prove the day even happened
Just a fleeting moment burnt out like a joyful ember filled with food, music, and people spending time together
I like to think that makes it a successful party
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panicking bad i hate being an adult i hate people proving time again i cannot trust them i would literally do everything myself if i could i feel stupid
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About to lose my fucking mind I need to rip something to pieces and then cry because I feel guilty about ripping something to pieces
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