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 others 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 ‘til your last breath; human interaction reduced to nothing more than data.
Choose ten things you never knew about celebrities who’ve had surgery.
Choose screaming about abortion.
Choose rape jokes, slut-shaming, revenge po...