Oscar is my dream

Stan 2022-02-02 08:13:07

When I was reading, I was still very embarrassed.
I didn’t want to be an adult, but I couldn’t help but move towards becoming an adult. I had to face many dads
and had extramarital affairs. No matter how I learned about physics, I only got half the marks of others . The youth like toilet paper looks at a lot of use, but it's not enough. If you want to be mature, but not smooth and sophisticated, you can't do it. It's better to Use Morse code-like drums to answer other people's provocative questions, and you can sing. The cry of the glass Beat up the faces that don't like me and I don't like to make a bad one occasionally Let a beautiful girl conceive my child Many people say Benjamin Button is their dream Oscar is my dream Somehow I think of it again Song Yueting










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  • Carley 2022-03-26 09:01:14

    To be honest I'm quite disappointed...

  • Kolby 2022-03-27 09:01:21

    I understand that the design of this worldview, the grotesque world that is deliberately made, and it does cause me discomfort.

The Tin Drum quotes

  • Bebra: You must join us, you must!

    Oskar Matzerath: You know, Mr. Bebra... to tell the truth, I prefer to be a member of the audience, and let my little art flower in secret.

    Bebra: My dear Oskar, trust an experienced colleague. Our kind must never sit in the audience. Our kind must perform and run the show, or the others will run *us*. The others are coming. They will occupy the fairgrounds, they will stage torchlight parades, build rostrums, fill the rostrums, and from those rostrums preach our destruction.

  • Oskar Matzerath: There once was a drummer. His name was Oskar. He lost his poor mama, who had eat to much fish. There was once a credulous people... who believed in Santa Claus. But Santa Claus was really... the gas man! There was once a toy merchant. His name was Sigismund Markus... and he sold tin drums lacquered red and white. There was once a drummer. His name was Oskar. There was once a toy merchant... whose name was Markus... and he took all the toys in the world away with him.