in my humble opinion stoke is like the worst hangover you can imagine. Which lasts and lasts and lasts for too long…
your are mumbling instead talking
you can’t keep your balance
light and noise are like millions of needles which stick into your soul
you are so tired
and so poor
world seems to be unfair and full of evil
you can’t control your body
you can’t swallow or you can’t even look at food
But this hangover doesn’t leave you after a day in bed. You have to work hard to mineralize its effects.
I’m writing abut it for few reasons. First: I want you to feel it a bit more. Secondly: I want to express that I’m happy not to have hangovers anymore;p Third thing would be wishing you
to not have any hangover-like symptoms,
I wish you happy 2017. I hope it will be kind, veryyyyy healthy and happy. I hope that you will have like millions of dollars and all institutions will have stay away from you. I hope that 2017 will give you love, joy and friendship. I hope that government will not piss you off, bed will be always warm, and headaches will keep away.
Dear 2016, fuck off. You weren’t too kind for me, for the world also, to tell the truth. Few nice surprises will not recompense me all the diseases and hours of doubts. I’ve just kicked your butt and i want inform you that my delicious champagne (below) is going to bit you up. Ok, let’s face the truth: 2017 doesn’t have a difficult task to do;)
lately I’ve been whining a bit too much. My first new year’s resolution is to stop it. Good one, isn’t it?