Choose

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career.Choose a family.Choose a fucking plasma television. Choose washing machine, cars, DVD player and electrical tin openers.....choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing reality show, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than a embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life..........But why do I want to do a thing like that?............