During what was probably the longest two and a half months of my life After a near death experience I could not sleep I was on edge at all times And the only thing that kept me going was Saw Two
My cat died three months ago at seventeen years old When this song plays I can remember the good old days When I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my brother And all the good days I had with her Good night sweet princess
She said, "Have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge"
Unwanted oils
I keep fit running after my kids
Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting love entirely in your favor
How dare you I'm the best at what I do How fucking dare you, don't touch me You stole my childhood CDs you fuck
I need you all to shut up I'm going through a tough time
Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me?
Friday nights in 91-92 Getting the 6:15 Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my walkman
This song makes me remember being at my Grandparents house On the swing I had in the backyard I must have been three or four years old
Sometimes there's also a particular smell that activates this memory for me Something like the smell of rain on thundery days Anyway I had been swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher And I felt like the king of the universe
Everything was so easy Everyone was alive And they looked so happy I miss my grandmotherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
