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 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, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment 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 choose not to choose life. I choose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
6 comentarii:
but you dont.. have heroin. so you need reasons :P
cois heroina imi mai lipseste gen :))
atunci ce-i cu postu?:))
as prefera sa nu iti zic.
/:)
ceeeee? ce am mai facut iar? :-s
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