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 rate mortgage payments. choose a starter home. choose yours friends. 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 ou 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 life
trainspotting,1993, Irvine Welsh
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