I reckon this would be cool...
Then I may transcend the cosmos of infinite divide, breathing in the very banality of humanity - mulling over the very nature of existence... and more importantly leave all ye cunts te rot - especially ye Genteel.
I'll probably just buy a house and wallow there as a bird in a birdcage would - no, not a tit?! The breed of bird is irrelevant, just like any resolution is for me, and so it's fitting.
I'll probably, actually, settle for taking this pair of jeans back to New Look - they're a tad too tight ye see.