the opposite of moderate

i like good beats. i eat caviar for breakfast. i dont know what i want, but i do know what i don't.

a compilation v.1


These bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and bruises from regrets and mistakes
I’ve been hoping your moping around the street again
I’ve been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap
I’ve been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made

A few summers ago we spent spent weeks in his room just having sex, and listening to jazz… and that was the life.

I did not know at the time.                                 

but somethings never get better                                                                like used cars and bad livers

so what if the sex was great?                                                                     just a temporary escape ..                                                                  another thing I grew to  hate,                                                                   but now thats over

Sometimes I think this cycle never ends                                                      We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again

There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide

I’m looking through you,
where did you go?
I thought I knew you,

what did I know?
You don’t look different, but you have changed.
I’m looking through you, you’re not the same.

Your stormy words have barely broken
And you sound like thunder though you’ve barely spoken

…Back at the hospital you’ve got no visitors at  all                                       she visits you in your sleep

I AM HOLLYWOOD
Watch where you point your finger
I am Hollywood
You better remember!

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