我承认有时候我也迷茫 悲伤时候 微笑 高兴的时候 流泪 投入的时候 不顾一切

《猜火车》开场独白

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family,
Choose a fu.cking 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 fu.cking 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 fu.cking 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,
fu.cked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.

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?