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Choose life

Trainspotting quote:

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 leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?

I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you've got heroin?



Måste se den snart igen, lite feelgood film, ungefär som Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, men den berättar jag om någon annan gång :) Älskar dialekten också!

Va e de för tema du har på bloggen? E de från nån film? :)

Sv; Okej, de va väldans häftig bakgrund! Jag kör inte direkt med nåt faktiskt, skriver en del om film och sånt men annars mest strunt om mig själv, bara för att det är lite kul!