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k-creep:

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 can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suit 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, pissing 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 … 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?

that movie

k-creep:

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 can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suit 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, pissing 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 … 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?

that movie

p-oison-lips:

dat ass

nightmares-and-scarredwrists:

itsspookytoremember:

torchinggoddess:

omgxdoll:

Time, we can never escape from it. It changes everything and everyone.

i dont know that pen looks perfectly ok

the pen actually changes mentally, it takes up smoking and get’s in with a bad crowd. we are all worried about the pen


I thought this was so inspiring until I saw the pen comments.

nightmares-and-scarredwrists:

itsspookytoremember:

torchinggoddess:

omgxdoll:

Time, we can never escape from it. It changes everything and everyone.

i dont know that pen looks perfectly ok

the pen actually changes mentally, it takes up smoking and get’s in with a bad crowd. we are all worried about the pen

I thought this was so inspiring until I saw the pen comments.

calms:

● vintage & indie blog ●

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