sleep. I haven’t been able to in months. It’s because I am stressed about my life being stuck in neutral.
For now I will save the details of my backstory and jump right into the list I’ve formulated.
Please don’t mind that I’m having a conversation with myself.
1. Be Selfish.
Imaginary Stairway to Heaven
Second tattoo. Ingus: if there’s a will there’s a way.
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 suite 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…
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