Wednesday, November 27, 2013


"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 suit in higher purchase in a range of fucking fabrics . Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on 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 as miserable home, nothing more than a n embarrassment to the selfish fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. choose your future. choose life. but why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?"

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