Sacred Haven of Debauchery

When I was 15, I also thought that I was different from everyone else and not meant for this world. But then I got on the internet and found out that there are tons of people like me, and mine is not even the most extreme case.

Ah, where are my 15 years, when I could just chill and drink without worrying about some nonsense, like "no one understands me." In general, there were no worries at all. If you don't count having to go to school, those would have been wonderful years. And now, even though I can drink, I don't have the time for it.