[# ** CHOOSE LIFE**]
**CHOOSE** Designer lingerie, in the vain hope of kicking Some life, back into a dead relationship.
**CHOOSE** Handbags,**CHOOSE** High-heeled shoes,Cashmere and silk to make yourself feel what passes for happy.
**CHOOSE** an iphone made in china, by a woman who jumped out of a window, And stick it in the pocket of your jacket fresh from a south Asian Firetrap.
**CHOOSE** Facebook Twitter Snapchat Instagram And a thousand other ways,to spew your bile across people you've never met.
**CHOOSE** Updating your profile,Tell the world what you had for breakfast, and hope that someone, somewhere cares.
**CHOOSE** Looking up old flames,Desperate to believe that you don't look as bad as they do, **CHOOSE** live-blogging from your first wank to you last breath, human interaction reduced to nothing more than data.
**CHOOSE** ten things you never knew, about celebrities who'd had surgery.
**CHOOSE**Screaming about abortion, **CHOOSE** rape jokes, slut shaming, revenge porn,And an endless tide of depressing misogyny.
**CHOOSE** 9/11 never happened, and if it did, it was the Jews.
**CHOOSE** A zero-hour contract, and a two-hour journey to work, and **choose** the same for you kids, and maybe tell yourself it's better that they never happened.And then sit back and smother the pain with an unknown dose of and unknow drug, made in somebody's fucking kitchen.
**CHOOSE** unfulfilled promise, and wishing you'd done it all differently.
**CHOOSE** never learning from your own mistakes.
**CHOOSE** the slow reconciliation towards, then you can get rather than what you always hoped for. settle for less and keep a brave face on it.
**CHOOSE** Disappointment, and **choose** loosing the ones you loved, a piece of you dies with them, and as they fall from view, until you can see that one day in the future, piece by piece, they will all be gone, and there'll be nothing left of you to call alive or dead, choose your future, Veronica.**choose life**
Anyway, it means the us, at that time