You were New Year’s Eve, all the bright
lights and pyrotechnics and loud kaboom
erupting, interrupting the great sky,
dwarfing the soft glimmer of stars and the moon.
“Adios." The party has ended. Beer-soaked
confetti bleed red, yellow over flooring and grout.
The smug smell of sulfur, burnt paper, love letters
hang now in the air. Darling, it is the day after
all the fireworks fizzled-out.
"Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?" — The Milk Train Doesn’t Stop Here Anymore by Tennessee Williams (via mes-deux-vies)
"Before you say yes, get him angry. See him scared, see him wanting, see him sick. Stress changes a person. Find out if he drinks and if he does, get him drunk - you’ll learn more about his sober thoughts. Discover his addictions. See if he puts you in front of them. You can’t change people, baby girl. If they are made one way, it doesn’t just wear off. If you hate how he acts when he’s out of it now, you’re going to hate it much worse eight years down the road. You might love him to bits but it doesn’t change that some people just don’t fit." — inkskinned, “My father’s recipe for the man I should marry” (via partygirlmeltdown)