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 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,
pishing your last in a miserable home,
nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
[u]I chose not to choose life: I chose something else.[/u]
más abandonado esto-
Te amo mucho mi amor ♥ Feliz primer año por acá, atrasado obvio.
Mañana Pollifest :DD :B
C&C ♥ para [u]siempre[/u]
On October 22 2009
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