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. And the reasons? There are no reasons.
Kayleigh Hughes
Hi, i'm Kayleigh. 21.
critical but caring. over analyse but love simplicity.
without books and music, my brain wouldnt shut off.
you can chose your friends but not your family. good job i have a good one then. as long as i have 3 people in my life 30 years down the line, i can say i have made the right choices. @kayleighhughes9
summer is about cider, friends and music festivals.
autumn is about boots, leaves, and new chapters.
winter is about scarves, gloves, and cosy nights.
spring is about change, hayfever and nights out.
critical but caring. over analyse but love simplicity.
without books and music, my brain wouldnt shut off.
you can chose your friends but not your family. good job i have a good one then. as long as i have 3 people in my life 30 years down the line, i can say i have made the right choices. @kayleighhughes9
summer is about cider, friends and music festivals.
autumn is about boots, leaves, and new chapters.
winter is about scarves, gloves, and cosy nights.
spring is about change, hayfever and nights out.
