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 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, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrasment 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 no to choose life..I chose something else.And the reasons?
There are no reasons.
Ja nii ongi. Ja nii jääbki.
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Ohoh, Tannu on diibiks hakanud.
Tannu on.., Tannu mis viga?
Ma võin su isiklik psühholoog olla:D
I choose not to choose life.
I choose something else instead. I choose nolife.
By the way, wanna hear about my level 70 night elf rogue?
pfft, level 70, lol n00b
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