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Par Ève Morcrette
Who needs reasons when you've got heroin ?
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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4 comentarios:
gracias por cortarme la cara bicho.
xDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
muy guapa la foto.
pero esto de bañarse con sujetador...
beso.
hahaha, tienes razón Lola..
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