sábado, 23 de abril de 2011

No hay secreto mejor guardado que aquel que todos conocen

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 mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your 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 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 life.

3 comentarios:

  1. Que cambio le pegaste a esto x3

    No soy la unica a la que le dio por hacer reformas xDD

    Un beso (K)

  2. la verdad que esta genial^^
    alguna tandria que hacer yo... claro si me enterase de algo!
    genial cynthia tia, comosiempre! xDD

  3. Choose a feeling, is difficult to me cause i don't know what to feel anymore.