quinta-feira, 26 de agosto de 2010

Choose life.

Choose a job.

Choose a career.

Choose a family.

Choose a fucking big television!

Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.Choose a starter home.

Choose your friends.Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.Choose diy and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrasment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life. But why would I want to do a thing like that?

I chose no to choose life..I chose something else.And the reasons?

There are no reasons.

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