meh.

[letsmakepoppunkgreatagain]

[jacob23666]

I guess I'll never learn.

[tssf-95]

Casey // Hell

[vintagebrenda]

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Clawing at my chest Looking for some sort of reprieve I swear this isn’t the end But when will I feel comfortable in my own skin?

[hooligananthony-deactivated2025]

But baby, I can be something you need

So bend me in that fire until I fit a shape

That can offer you some sort of utility

'Cause I can see you, but I can't touch you

And I can touch you, but I can't feel you

And I can feel you, but I can't see you

I used to, but then I went blind

[unofficial-sean]

The funny thing  is that bands like Knuckle Puck, TSSF,  and Neck Deep were there before my most intense relationship all those months ago, and they’re still here afterwards. Never let your ex tear your favorite music away from you. It’s why I celebrate it–it’s a source of empowerment and remembrance. It’s music that only makes sense to me, i’ve found, so there isn’t much point in sharing it. With that in mind, I’ve heard “Knuckle Puck - Fences” before, but it didn’t stick. Until now. It must have been the right time in my life where I didn’t just hear, but I listened. The lyrics just spoke to me like they never did before–because before, I was still hung up on all those memories. It’s not bad to remember who you fell in love with, or the time you spent with them, because that isn’t the person who abandoned you. Find strength in that. Lick your wounds. ♫ I don’t think about you anymore ‘Cause memories of you are like a treadmill I keep running, but I’m not getting anywhere.

  If I’m not over this then why do I still roam For a better place to grow? Not a backyard or my home ♪

[gratefhul]

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