Indulgence is the youth is the nature of people free lsd.
You're not getting younger, the world is changing, the music is changing, and the drugs are changing. You can't be here all the time, dreaming of drugs and pop, and the key is that you have to find something new.
This is the last time I've done this. I have to, continue to move forward, always forward, choose life. I've been looking forward to that kind of life.
Choose a family, choose a fucking big television, choose washing machine, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose fixed rate mortgages. Choose affordable and decent housing provided by the government.
Choose sitting on the couch watching mind numbing brains were pushed into dilute feces like sports on the side to stuffing fucking junk food.
Choose your friends, choose casual wear and pack your bags.
I love the sound of these words: profits, losses, earnings; receiving, lease, sublease. Intrigues, treacheryrevolting, there is no such thing, social even if there is, I'm sure I have nothing to do with it.
With heroin, who needs a reason?
Hide in a certain time, miss a certain period of time palmprint. Standing in a certain place, miss a person standing in the road, also standing in a way, let me worry about people.
In fact, I'm a bad guy, but I'm going to change. I'm changing.
Just look ahead, until you die.
Choose to do it yourself, and then ask yourself on a Sunday morning where I am.
When days become old photos when the old photos become memories, we walk back to the passers-by along different directions, the stubborn one step away from the Athens Rome, no, no, no way back.
Choose life, choose a job, choose a career.
When the rotten youth became the past, denied the previous life, everything became clean. Go forward, no more, no need to look back. From the rotten mud out, or enter another world but mediocre world?
The truth is that I'm a bad person. But that will change, and I can turn over a new leaf. This is the last thing I've done. I will turn over a new life. Stride forward, choose life.
Why did I do that? I can give you tens of thousands of answers, but all of them are wrong.
Time is the best eraser, it can wipe out our deep rooted memories, and then forget the people we forget.
Take care of your body, low cholesterol and dental insurance.