choose a life choose a jab choose a career.choose a family. chooes a big f***ing televison,choose

washing machines, cars, compact disk palyers and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the f*** you are on sunday morning. choose sitting on the couch, watching mind-numbing,spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing jun food into mouth.

  choose rotting away at the end of it all,pishing your last in a miserable home,nothing more than an embarassment to the selfish,F***ed-up brats you spawned to replace yourself.choose you future.choose life.but why would I want to do a thing like that?

我他妈的都不懂选择什么 有时生活不由我们选择 如果希望还在 只有在被动中主动 猜火车也许选择海洛因 我选择明天