The old sofa infront of a piano she was given for free, in a room smaller than a garage. I remember it all and i can't seem to forget. She rings late at night to apologise but i can't fogive her. I wish i wasnt such an asshole.
I found an old mixtape of my parents, one side is full of electronica/synth keyboard orchestra music and the other side has old punk bands and the last song is "They Don't Know" by Tracy Ullman.