“I got drunk, danced outrageously, and considered myself a Karemen.
Climbed through the window, woke up in the hallway
Came home with an impossible face
In general, there is no change on the Western Front."
Don't be ashamed. Silver wedding.
An incessant craving for romanticizing life through regular alcoholic libations, entailing irreversible changes in life. Both public and personal. Punk rock, vodka, basement, dancing... or vice versa... And sometimes it’s not even clear why you’re having fun... Is it because it’s good to live, or because sometimes you want to hang yourself? What else can you be happy about in this life? A glass of port and a curb.