“This was my personal anthem in my teens, my twenties and persists today. It's a fitting final jam.”
This was my personal anthem in my teens, my twenties and persists today. It's a fitting final jam.
GSCEs. Getting shit faced on fosters. Sticking porn all over my mates parent's house. Desperately lusting after a girl that would be a walking nightmare in later life.
when i grow up i'll be stable
I remember listening to @garbage on my sisters tape player, and it was this cassingle which I pressed the stop button too hard and it snapped off!
Oldie, but I've been feeling it again lately.