Lately, I been drinking and smoking cigerettes, living in the moment like I imagine Kate Moss does. Life has hit a hard point, and so this is how I am coping but I also realize something, I am happy in this state and if it means I throw 5k a year to afford this lifestyle then it is alright. I have "situational" friends were we just smoke cigerettes and I feel like Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast in Tiffany type way. I used to be more against cigerettes for its aging factor, but now I have a devil may care attitude towards it.

Also drinking (based on a book) is suppose to bring our true forms to the surface, and so that could be another reason, and I do notice I tend to act more like "myself". A guy even describe me as tipsy at a card game last night and so thats a plus (tipsy has female connotations).

Anyone just sleep, eat, drink and party?

I party and socialize and have fun. I smoke pot and when in clubs I drink champagne in moderation. I am against smoking cigarettes as I have seen the damage to one's health in the later years of peoples lives..

I do this because I'm at peace and living my dream ..I don't do it to escape but to engage life.

I party but I also exercise daily and care for my health. ..look at me I'm 68 and loving life, partying and being healthy .  Life is balance that's my motto.

No, not anymore after I realized I romanticized it. It creates this fake haze of illusions.

Sure, everyone should do what they feel is best for them. But destroying my body isn't one of them for me.  I don't tolerate alcohol in anyone near me anymore. It has wrecked my life, my fathers life and several family members including their actions that ruined my life because of their alcohol abuse. So if one needs to have an addiction or addictive lifestyle, just to be yourself or feel good, then that raises a massive alarm in me.

I truly became myself when I quit smoking, drinking, drugs, quit watching TV, stopped comparing myself and went into self-imposed solitude to discover and meet the real me. When I listened to my heart instead of what this world tries to shove me. It's a lonely road, traveling on overgrown paths. But ever so rewarding, because there is no stress anymore, there is no trying anymore, there is just you.

I love Kate moss and everything about her. I want most of her wardrobe, her holidays, and I wouldn't say no to her house in St John's Wood, but only to sell it and buy an elegant mansion flat further into Central London.

I used to do all that in my late teens and early 20s. Out nearly every night, 40 a day, stoned all the time, tried nearly everything else going. One of my good friends went to school with Amy Winehouse, and she used to come to his shows and go for dinner or someone's flat afterwards - a very sweet girl, surrounded by trash. A sad warning.

It was fine, often fun, but long term it's a waste of time and money, and along with all the fascinating people you meet, you'll also be in proximity to people you shouldn't really give houseroom to. A Brazilian dealer trying to batter the door down at 4am while you stand behind it with a frying pan in case it gives way might be fine when you're a young student, but beyond that, it's no way to live.

I like champagne, a few well mixed cocktails, sometimes the odd end of someone else's spliff. I prefer a bar that's open late to a club now. And I can't stand having a hangover.

The last time I went to a club was over a year ago, and I stood there with my back killing me, longing to get home for a cup of tea, annoyed at being barged into, resenting having to queue for the toilet, and finally leaving when someone spilled their drink down the side of my lovely - and not very cheap - white jacket.

Unless I'm abroad, then all bets are off, and I'll happily stay out all night.

Get out a calculator in four or five years time, and honestly enter the weekly totals of what you've spent on this x52, x4 or 5. It will genuinely horrify you - it'll be in territory of a significant deposit on a decent flat, and/or more than you'll ever need for the most skilled and extensive SRS and associated costs.

i smoke weed for my post. it's better than any medication. drinking meh. only a Riesling or Moscato. chug it like a hillbilly lol

...and the gaunt heroin look was once in vogue also, but it's heroin, people die from that sh*t!

Quote from: kittenpower on June 16, 2016, 08:51:43 AM
...and the gaunt heroin look was once in vogue also, but it's heroin, people die from that sh*t!

Oh yes, heroin chic 90's.

Still seen at every chemist, queueing up for methadone, with sunken skulls and half their teeth missing, last weeks clothes and brain that's obviously completely fried.

Frighteningly, I can see the appeal, which is why I've never touched it. It must be so easy to slip into something like that to escape from the less than perfect details of your life.