"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 suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on 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 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? There are no reasons."
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I smoke too much, curse like a sailor, drink way way too much coffee and I'm about as blunt as they come sometimes. All in all....I think I'm a pretty rad chick. I'm not that hard to get to know and once you show that you are my friend, I will defend you to the death.
My life is full of great moments along with some regrets but they made me ultimately who I am today and I am ok with that. I try and be true to myself above all else. I find comfort in the sounds of a storm or in the lick of a kittens tongue on my hand. I find pleasure in knowing that I can bring beauty and light into a person's life just by being me. Isn't that why we are here anyway? I believe in the human race and I'd like to think that people can find their way back from the brink.
I try not to give into fads. I try not to hold my heart back. I believe in true love.