É temporário...

Até a minha vida ter alguma coisa nova e diferente... estes espaço estará oficialmente encerrado.

O regresso será para breve mas sem data prevista.

Beijinhos

Trainspotting

"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 leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking 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 fucking 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, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future.
Choose life...

But why would I want to do a thing like that?

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?"

Carla, ty for reminding me.