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[Myrena]

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 mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. 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... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?





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Comments

[s/t]

There is our live, isn't it?..

[Myrena]

it is. it's a pity...

[s/t]

I don't think it :| The severe life makes people more strongly.



P.S. Sorry for my poor english

[Myrena]

but there are many things, which are not necessary for people...



PS: it's ok.

[s/t]

For example? You mean drugs?



P.S. I'm happy very much now .P I don't joke.

[(* Мася *)]