alanghannoum:

natebreed:

Ruiner - Part One

Hope isn’t in question. It’s a question of how many times you can repeat the same fucking feelings. Before you go numb, you always roll the dice. We always try, try again. It’s our natural instinct or maybe it’s just boredom. But no one ever thinks they can live being just one. One time it will be the real thing, next time it will be the real thing, condition ourselves to think there is a real thing. The excitement is shared as the feeling is mutual. The attraction is real and not just for the flesh. Simple excuses just to hear someone’s voice, that feeling of sickness when you are too far to touch. It’s hopeless now, no turning back, you’re in over your head with no want for air. You say the things you thought you’d never say again. And in the back of your mind you wish you never could.

this band. always.