Coldest Eyes, And The Softest Touch

No matter how I'm reassured, actions speak louder than words Watching you cut me out and stab me in the back fucking hurt I ache to progress, and I ache to just go back in time God knows I must return and take back what is fucking mine

and your voice in the back of my head, wishing things could be quiet

cauterize wounds you hide

If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

the old gospel choir // modern baseball

maybe Suicidal Thoughts was the Everyday Struggle

when you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts

Jimmy Eat World: Clarity era. 📷 Paul Drake #Clarity25

NIRVANA, 25.08.91 - Domein Kiewit (Pukkelpop), Hasselt, Belgium 🇧🇪.