domingo, setembro 07, 2014

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Choose Life


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.

In Trainspotting.

6 Comentários:

Urban Cat disse...

I would like to chose something else.

Nikita disse...

Por vezes é preciso arriscar nesse "something else", quando aquilo que conhecemos não satisfaz!

Beijo grande

Shiver disse...

Marta me too :)

Shiver disse...

Bora arriscar Nikita ;)

Beijinhos***

(Ela) disse...

Um dos melhores excertos e um dos melhores filmes de... sempre!

Beijo d'(Ela)

Shiver disse...

Concordo em absoluto Ela :)

Beijinhos**

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