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 2

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 18:15 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 grandmother