thinkingcow

There is this life, in which your meant to do so many things, not just holding on to your carrier, relationship, studies.. etc. The moment of realization should lead you to come out of the box of conventional thinking. Come on, who want to lead and live so biased causing discontentment, latter when you wake up to find out.
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a flounder 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 a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of flounder fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the flounder you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing flounder junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. 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? Who needs reasons ? There are no reasons, There are no patterns..