sat in my mothers house listening to the song do it to me 1 more time by captain and tennille on a crackly vinyl

she also had it's too late by carol king and some stuff by rod steuart

for some reason, the crackly vinyls used to scare the **** out of me

I think it's because I always hated fire and was triggered by it, and they remind me of a crackly campfire... just 100 times closer

but those songs I mentioned, it's too late and do it to me one more time I can't listen to anymore because of bad memories of my mother

is their a food you liked as a child, but really don't like now?

or maybe the other way round: something you didn't like as a child, but liked now