Or 'The Feverish Ramblings of a man Half-Drunk on Night Nurse
Youth is wasted on the young. And how young we were, my dear friend!
Absolutely! It felt like going back in time recollecting all that stuff, I was such a lost soul, really.
But a lovely one.
Youth is wasted on the young. And how young we were, my dear friend!
Absolutely! It felt like going back in time recollecting all that stuff, I was such a lost soul, really.
But a lovely one.