Εκλογές λέει σε κάτι μέρες κ πρώτη φορά που σταρχιδια μου τι θα ψηφίσουν τα ζα . 

Τούτη τη φορά είμαι πολύ ήσυχος γαλήνιος  και γουστάρω με τρέλα.

 Η ψευδαίσθηση της Επιλογής  .. τι χρώμα μαστίγιο γουστάρεις μάνα μ?

 

 

 

 

 

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 mortage 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, 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.

 

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