--- "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 DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?" ---
I'm a nobody, in the process of figuring out who I want to become. I'm a Russian blonde living in Israel and hating every minute of it. I was born with blood in my vodka. I'm torn between wishing life was better and knowing it won't be. I dislike pink. READ MY LJ FOR DETAILS.
"Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity, How you tried to set them free; They did not listen, they're not listening still. Parhaps they never will..."