“Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a ****ing big television…Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows…Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrbumment to the selfish, ****ed-up brats that you’ve spawned to replace yourselves…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 needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?” Mark Renton, Trainspotting