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 payments.
Choose a starter home. Choose your friends.
Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.
Choose a three-piece-suit, on hire purhchase 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, pushing 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 YOUR LIFE...Trainspotting
I'd rather you know me, and need me...Than Need me and NOT know me...
*****ANYONE WHO CAN COME INTO MY LIFE W/O ASSUMING EVERYTHING IS ABOUT THEM. GOOD OR BAD...ITS NOT ABOUT YOU! IT WAS ABOUT ME! OVER-REACTING IS FOR THE GUILTY AT HEART!*****
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AND THEN A LIL MORE COUNTRY...
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