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 repayements.Choose a starter home.Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchage 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 spawned to replace yourself.
CHOOSE YOUR FUTURE.CHOOSE YOUR LIFE.